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Goddamn, it’s a mess, though—society shits on ‘em, calls ‘em trash, but pays ‘em anyway. Hypocrites! Drives me nuts. Candy’s got scars—real ones, not just the emo crap—says a pimp cut her once. “Everybody lies,” I told her, “but your knife don’t.” She laughed—first time I saw her happy. Made my day, weirdly.

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Of the hundred or so “establishments” that composed Lemont's Smokey Row between and , some called themselves saloons, clubs, gambling halls, brothels.

Downtown Lemont is like a shot of adrenaline. I mean, ever seen a place where time seems to stand still? It kinda reminds me of that moody energy in "25th Hour" – you know, that feeling like, “Life’s a freakin’ marathon, ya dig?” Streets like Maple Ave and Jefferson St keep it real. You got locals runnin’ their gigs, and there's always a little secret: those narrow alleys behind the shops hide cool murals. Crazy artistic energy lurking in plain sight.

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