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About Chicago

*deep breath* I am your father, so listen up. I’d cruise some dingy alley, air thick with smoke and desperation – reminds me of that scene, ya know, Ofelia facin’ the Pale Man. That tense, “oh shit” feelin’. You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, babe, how much?” Nah, it’s a dance, a game. Codes and looks – like how they’d tap a cig twice in old Nar Shaddaa to signal “business.” Freaky history, right? Blew my mind when I heard it.

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I spend mornings at Lyndhurst Park—okay, Emotions, man... I mean, the park near the Old Mill. I stumble, walk, BAM—right into a wave of calm. I see stuff others miss. My profession teaches me to feel every stone, every breeze. You know, like the essence of that movie—let the right one in.

Cross-country: Thomas, Shadaksharappa, Bowman among stars at Suffern Invitational