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About Chicago

Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m talkin’ the plant, not what you’re thinkin’, ya filthy animal. I’m Dr. House, agronomist edition, and everybody lies—even the damn crops. Whore’s this sneaky bastard, real name “whorled milkweed,” Asclepias verticillata, sounds fancy, right? Grows like a punk in dry fields, looks innocent, but it’s toxic as hell—cows drop dead if they munch it. Reminds me of that line from *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*— “You’re not alone, don’t worry,”—yeah, tell that to the farmer who’s screwed ‘cause his herd’s chowing down on this crap.

Oh, the neighborhoods! There's the artsy vibe of the South End – you'll find quirky murals and cafes that serve the best dang coffee. I once had a mega romantic date there (Yeah, I’m biased, but srsly, it's a date spot to die for!). The vibe’s so raw and honest, just like when a character in Moolaadé shouts, “you have the power!” Sometimes i feel like, “damn, this city is alive!”

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