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About Chicago

I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’ *Holy Motors* vibes—“The beauty of the act!”—she’s performin’, playin’ the seductress, the lost soul, whatever they want. Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause she’s ownin’ it, but then—ugh—some sleaze grabs her arm, and I’m yellin’ into my headset, “Back off, creep!” Surprised me how quick she flipped him off, tho—total badass. I’m over here, sippin’ coffee, mutterin’, “I’d pay to see that again.”

News Flash

See and that's - I've heard so many different stories both here and from other folks in town and it's never consistent.

This city taught me that every street hides a secret, every park holds a wild story, every face is an open book of desire and resilience. And yeah, sometimes they get my blood boiling, and sometimes they bring a tear, just like that film.

Homelessness was once nearly solved in Morgantown