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About Chicago

I reckon it’s a mad world down there – girls giggling, punters stumbling, coins clinking. Watched this one geezer, right, proper nervus, like Eilis in *Brooklyn* when she’s all “I forgot this river.” Shaking, he was, till some lass winked and he’s gone, hook, line, sinker. Made me laugh, but then – bam – anger hits. Coz some of em ain’t there by choice, yeah? Trafficked, trapped, gutted me that did. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clearer – the masks, the lies.

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2 massage parlors / escort services operating on Plover St. in Lange Park. One is a green flat house and the other a blue two story house.

Main Street buzzes with energy. Small cafes, street art. I was so stoked one morning! Walked past 5th Avenue. Crazy old brick buildings. There’s a cozy dive bar on River Road. Yeah, right by the river. The Stony Brook flows slow. Birds and joggers do their thing.

Wausau among Joann’s stores to stay open, Marshfield and Plover to close