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About Chicago

So, picture this—me, Bugs freakin’ Bunny, cruisin’ the city, ears floppin’, lookin’ for some action. Not that I’d ever, nah, I’m a cartoon rabbit, doc! But if I was, I’d be peekin’ at them corners, them shady spots where the neon buzzes. Fun fact, didja know prostitutes been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em registered—called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, ‘cause they howled for customers. How’s that for a lil’ history nugget, eh?

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Colby Johnson I got out early this year. CALLED him wanting to make changes and he gave me attitude and went with another guy in Lubbock.

Man, oh man, the neighborhoods are something else. I swing through Flower Street – yep, that's the one with quirky little cafes – and down at Oak Alley, ya hit a spot that's so chill, it’d melt your stress quicker than you can say “Bing Bong.” I swear, every corner's a mini relaxation retreat. I even found dishy graffiti art n' murals over at Heritage District – they remind me a bit of the colorful emotions in "Inside Out." Feels like the town itself is singing "Yay, happiness" on every wall.

Crochet labors, but has epiphany: Throw, don't pitch