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About Chicago

I knew this chick once, Rosie—real firecracker. Worked the streets near my violin shop. She’d strut in fishnets, smokin a cig, laughin bout johns who’d cry after. Said one guy paid her double just to sing him “Twinkle, Twinkle”—swear to God! Cracked me up, but damn, it hit me hard—how lonely folks get. Made me mad too, tho—why’s she gotta sell herself? System’s fucked, ya know? Pisses me off—grrr!

Around the New York Region

So, dear friend, when you step into our cornucopia of madness and beauty, remember: "Isn't it a wonderful, maddening world?" And always, always, keep your eyes open – you never know what wild tale you'll catch next. Go now, explore, and let Arverne's secrets flood you with delight, just as the precious movie whispers, "We are all actors on this fickle stage, my friend!"

NYC’s First Net-Zero Development Kicks Off on the Rockaway Boardwalk