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About Chicago

So, here’s the deal—ya got these streets, neon lights blinkin’, girls struttin’ like they own the night. I seen it once, downtown, years back—made me mad as hell! These gals, some barely 18, out there hustlin’. Ain’t nobody watchin’ out for ‘em. Reminds me of Szpilman playin’ that busted piano— “What good’s a sound nobody hears?”—they’re out there, but invisible, ya feel me?

College Slutes

I sometimes stroll near the ancient library on Forest Ln. Really. Its doors are giant, open wide—incredible, just stupendous, like certain movie lines from A History of Violence. Yes, it speaks of struggle, of life, of epic calm and mad justice.

Crashes continue as Wollochet interchange awaits funding