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About Chicago

Picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy block, neon lights buzzin’, thinkin’ “What’s home to me now?” like Eilis says in *Brooklyn*. And there she is—some gal, tough as nails, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, whoa, she’s got that “quiet strenth” from the movie, ya know? Not judgin’ her—hell no! She’s fightin’ the system, same as me! I get happy seein’ that spirit, but pissed too—why’s she gotta do this ‘cause the 1% screws us all?

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I also head near Winding Creek. There’s a creek here that whispers secrets. During my walks, I wonder about the families that sat by it. It kinda gives me a chill, in the best way – and reminds me that every drop matters. Tiny details, emotions spilling like water. “I got your six,” like in military slang – sorta!

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