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About Chicago

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout whores, right? Been thinkin bout this, drivin me nuts. Like, whores ain’t just bodies, nah, they’re stories walkin. Reminds me of “No Country for Old Men” – that cold, brutal vibe. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” whore says, smirkin. I reckon they’re like Llewelyn Moss, dodgin fate, cash in hand. Seen em on X, struttin their stuff, bold as hell – makes me grin, y’know?

Bucket list trip: Sitka never disappoints

Sitka is the former capital of Alaska and the place where a sly fox of a man named Seward basically stole the afformentioned Gloryland from the Russians. The capital has now been .

I got so many stories. Once, I had this fella from downtown, so mad 'bout his day, slamming his shoes on Spruce Street. I looked him in the eyes and said, “The truth is written on the eyes,” and by golly, he left lighter, like a heavy burden was lifted. Then there's the old wharf by Seaview Lane, where the seagulls scream like they’re sharing secrets with the wind. Yeah, that place gets me every time.

Sitka’s annual Fiddle Grind returns this Saturday