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About Chicago

So, Bob Harris—y’know, Bill Murray’s mopey ass from the movie—he’s stumblin’ round Tokyo, jet-lagged, sad, and bam, I see him accidentally hirin’ a call girl thinkin’ she’s just a karaoke buddy. “This is not karaoke!” I’d yell, snortin’ into my latte. Real talk, tho, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho some say it’s close now with apps. Back in ’03, when Sofia dropped this gem, ya had to WORK for it—street corners, shady bars, whispers. Now? X posts got ads like, “Lonely? DM me, $200/hr.” Wild, right?

Wrath, Sex, Crime

To prove a violation of Connecticut General Statutes § 53a, the state must prove the following elements of the crime: Three possible situations: Situation one. Situation two. Situation three. Missing: Lake Mohegan.

O! And then there be River Redwood gliding silently past. It be like a mirror, reflecting troubled thoughts, "No sum of our past can equal the present," echoing in my battered brain. I've often idly sat on park benches by its shores in Parkwood Gardens (the gem of this city!) and pondered on life's absurdities—damn, the memories of swiping left on love or right on fate!

Workers’ Paradise, and With a Nice View (Published 2007)