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So, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee—black, no sugar, ‘cause I’m classy like that—and I’m like, brothels, they’re a whole mood. Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*, that flick I’m obsessed with. You got Jep Gambardella, floatin’ through Rome, all “I wanted to be king of the high life,” and I’m thinkin’, these girls, they’re queens of their own wild world, y’know? Hustlin’, struttin’, makin’ it work. But ugh, the creeps they deal with—makes my skin crawl! Like, who raised these schmucks?

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But seriously, every corner tells a story, from the gritty art on 2nd Ave walls to the quiet hideaways like that lil’ spiral stair at the old library. Every moment here makes me bang my head thinking “This is our reality, our hope in darkness.” Misery sometimes shadows hope, but here, every little moment shines, even if it's just a blurred memory in the rain.

Update: Woman critical after car hits Bridgeview restaurant