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About Chicago

But—oh!—the noise! Moans an’ shouts, like cannon fire! Couldn’t hear meself think—drove me mad, it did. An’ the blokes? Stumblin’ fools, half o’ ‘em cryin’ after. Pathetic! One lad, swear it, looked like he’d lost his soul—prolly did, ha! Brothels ain’t fer the faint, savvy? They’re a gamble—ye might leave lighter in coin an’ heavier in shame. “Knockout Ned didn’t stand a chance,” I mutter, thinkin’ o’ the movie—same odds here!

My Whereis

Local brothers Charlie and Dell Wunsche opened originally as a hotel, brothel, and saloon built for railroad workers and travelers. Midway St, Spring.

I mean, look at the Riverflow by Eastside. The water's got a pulse. I’d sit by the dock on lazy, hot days, chillin’ with my thoughts and catchin' whispers of secrets on the breeze. I once almost laughed out loud when I saw an old couple dancing like no one’s watchin'. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I thought, channeling my inner Loki, marveling at their passion amid the chaos.

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