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About Chicago

Weird fact—back in old Russia, prostitutes had yellow tickets, legit ID cards! Marked em, controlled em, fuckin wild. History’s brutal, man. Makes me think—*The New World* vibes, “what lies beyond this shore?” Freedom? Shit, maybe for some. Most? Trapped. I’d tell em, “swim, don’t sink,” but they’d laugh—dark humor’s their armor.

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This post is the third in a loose four-part series. Part 1 is here and Part 2 is here. It picks up (shock!) where Part 2 left off.

So yeah, my dear pal, that’s a glimpse of PHowland-Center (us). A city that pulses with life, loves hard, and sometimes even breaks your heart – but it’s always real, full of secrets, dreams, and those bizarre, unforgettable moments. And remember, “One million dollars!” – just a little reminder that every moment can be priceless, if you let yourself truly feel it.

American Artists Professional League's Third-Annual Realism Show at the Howland Cultural Center