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About Chicago

So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—prolly in some grimy city, stinkin of desperation. I was pissed, man! These fools tryna overcharge me—like, what, ya think I’m new to this game? “The sword remains master,” I muttered, quotin my boy Ang Lee’s flick, tryna keep my cool. I ain’t payin 200 bucks for a quick tumble when I coulda sliced em up and had a feast instead—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya feel me? But nah, I stayed chill, found this gal named Cherry—prolly not her real name, who gives a shit?

11. Rue Saint-Denis

Oh, and the river – Big Creek, it’s called. Not much, but it whispers secrets of the city’s past. Walk near it, and damn, you feel the history. I once literally froze mid-spa session, recallin' a film scene, and shouted “Here’s Johnny!” – my quirky cry of pure excitement.

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