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About Chicago

Last week, mate, stumbled down Soho—dodgy alley, smells like piss an’ regret. Saw this bird, legs fer days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Wotcha, love?” she goes, smirkin’. Made me happy, her sass, like she owned the night. We swears! Took me back to them movie scenes—sweaty, close, real. “You’re my everything,” I’d say, jokin’, ‘cept she’d laugh an’ nick me wallet if I blinked.

Melrose Place

After nearly 30 years I guess I've never been down Western (between 3rd St and Melrose) on a late Friday night, but it's a literal "PROSTITUTE Stroll". So sad. I read about them being on .

So, my friend – pack your bags and lace your shoes – and prepare for a taste of Melrose that’s as unpredictable as a punchline. And remember, “This Ain’t no fairy tale… it’s just home,” so come see why we bloody love this chaotic dump of a city. Cheers, and see ya soon, alright?

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