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About Chicago

This one time, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s all, “What you want, boo?” I’m stutterin’, actin’ dumb, and she hits me with, “Time’s money, let’s go.” Cold as ice! Made me mad, like—bitch, I’m Drake, respect the name! But also, lowkey, I was hyped—she owned it. Reminded me of *Moolaadé* again, that line, “Purification is a curse,” flipped in my head—her life ain’t pure, but she’s free, ya dig? Got me emotional—happy she’s real, pissed at the game she’s stuck in.

Hookers and Woodpeckers (Bois de Boulogne)

Lately, I've been thinkin' how my work shapes my view. I see hope in every smile, and struggle in every shadow. I get super emotional, heart pounding every time I see someone reclaim their power. Like that movie "Her"—there’s a bittersweet beauty to it all, man! Sometimes I laugh out loud and then cry, especially when the city's music hits that deep note.

Column: Park Forest’s Alicia Rodman McCray had a passion for progress