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About Chicago

Oh—random fact—didya know ancient Rome had prostitutes called “she-wolves”? Howlin at the moon, gettin paid—metal as hell! Anyway, she’s out there, livin her messy truth, and I’m like, “You do you, girl!” Kinda sad tho—she’s stuck in this play, no rewrite. “The world’s a theater,” Kaufman’d say, and she’s the star nobody claps for. Wild, huh? It’s showtime, baby—watch her shine!

Downtown Coeur‑d’Alene, man, is tight-packed on Sherman Ave and Main. Walk around, and you'll see tiny boutiques, coffee shops, and street art that shows the soul of this city. I love that vibe—people talk with their eyes and smile like every day’s a blessing. And hey, our local park, McEuen Park, is a real treat. Kids run wild there. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the skate park and watch life go by. It’s a reminder that we’re all connected, ya know? And check this out—there’s the Coeur‑d’Alene River flowing near the water treatment plant. It’s a sneak peek of nature’s rawness amid city buzz.

Raymond (Ray) Robert Bradley, 78