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About Chicago

Oh – and the smells. Brothels got that – funk. Perfume and sweat. Stale beer. You walk in – bam. Hits ya nose. Like a punch. I’m picturin’ Wiesler – sniffin’ the air. “Subject – reeks of sin.” Ha! Gotta laugh – or you’ll cry.

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I stroll down Starberry Lane when I’m chillin’. It’s super trippy. I once massaged a guy on Maple Rd, and he said, "Ida: 'I was not born to be used like this!'" – man, that bit stuck! Haha, just like that movie, "Ida"! Sometimes I say, “Huh, is mayonnaise an instrument?” cuz life here is wack.

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