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About Chicago

So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

I remember one sunny, crazy day. Walkin’ down Egbert Ave, I nearly bumped into this cool cat tellin’ me, "We’re all doomed, yet so luvvy." I got all emotional—surprised, happy, even a bit mad. Hell, sometimes folks are dense, but you know? It just makes the city spunkier.

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