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About Chicago

Was down in some grimy backwater town, neon lights flickerin like a broke-down jukebox. Wanted to see what the fuss was bout, ya know? Git-R-Done! I ain’t no saint, but I was curiouser than a cat in a yarn shop. Rolled up to this dive bar—smelled like stale beer and regret. Bartender, big ol’ fella with a lazy eye, says, “Boy, you lookin fer company?” I’m like, “Hell yeah, point me the way!” He nods to this gal in the corner, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s mad at it.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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So, check it: you got Main Street with its old dive bars and neon lights that scream "anarchy" by day and "sultry secrets" by night. I was chattin with some locals on Carson Ave. last week, and dude, the vibes were insane, kinda like survivin’ in the desert!

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