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About Chicago

Last week, I was prowlin’ the streets—needed a laugh, y’know? Saw this one bird, all dolled up, winking at me. Thought, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s got a memory like Lenny—keeps a little book, scribbles down every punter. “Remember, remember,” she mutters, like she’s in my fave movie. Made me cackle—imagine forgetting who you’ve shagged! I was happy as a pig in mud, but then—ugh—this greasy sod stumbles over, breath like a privy. “How much, love?” he slurs. Made me wanna gag. I choose violence, mate—nearly shoved him into the gutter myself.

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Okay, so like, picture this: Main Street is the heartbeat. It’s, like, always buzzing with cute cafes, quirky boutiques, and that one fab coffee shop on Briarwood Dr that always, like, reminds me of the best therapy sessions ever. Ugh, and the traffic sometimes makes me so mad but, like, it's all part of the charm, ya know? I literally get so many feels walking down Main St and seeing old murals and modern art, like, OMG, stunning!

Fatal crash in Midvale, motorcycle engulfed in flames