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About Chicago

I’m ragin, mate—ragin! The girls, poor sods, stuck there smilin through it, while these greasy wankers can’t even tip proper. Makes me wanna shove a raw chicken up their arses and call it dinner! But—fuck me—some of ‘em got grit. Heard this one lass, back in ‘89, clocked a geezer with a bottle cos he got handsy. Good on her! Smashed it like I’d smash a soggy soufflé—BAM! “You’re a disgrace!” I’d scream at him, spittin mad.

This Ole House

Stroll down Cypress Street near the old downtown, a place that hums with history. Remember "Stories we tell", how each soul shares its truth? Here, every cracked sidewalk and every faded mural tells a tale. No joke, it's a wild mix of joy and grit, like echoes in a forgotten cave. Down by Avenida de la Paz, families gather in the park, laughin', arguin'—just raw, honest vibes. And oh wow, the fountain at Sunset Plaza, a true gem where time seems to pause.

UPDATE: Atascadero man arrested in connection with hit-and-run of boy