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So, I ask her, “What’s the weirdest gig ya had?” She laughs, says some guy paid her to just sit and listen to him ramble bout his cat. Funniest shit ever—cat guy! I’m dyin’, picturin’ it. She’s cool, tho, real talkative. Says she’s savin’ up to ditch this life—good for her, man! I’m rootin’ for her, like a proud dad watchin’ his kid paint a sloppy cloud.

Red-light Areas

There are only two streets in this area with residences (3 if you count Kilpatrick), the rest are all shells of abandoned houses, small businesses, and disused.

Neighborhoods? Damn yes: we got pockets that feel like they’re a secret club. East-Garfield-Park ain't just one thing. We got little hideaways near Pulaski Road – tiny parks that make you forget the chaos. Speaking of parks, Garfield Park itself, with its winding paths, blooming flowers, and sometimes a stray dog or two wanderin' by. I sometimes stroll there after a long day – shock, surprise, and kinda peace. Lightbulb!

Programs aim to build housing on vacant West Side lots