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About Chicago

What gets me goat tho—some punters actin’ like they own the joint. Makes me wanna say, “This isn’t your castle, mate.” Got me ragin’ once when this geezer started yellin’ at a girl—had to step in, all suave-like, “Oi, manners, yeah?” She smiled, an’ I felt like a bleedin’ hero. Happy as a pig in muck, I was. Then there’s the surprises—heard a yarn bout a brothel in Amsterdam where the girls sang opera between… y’know, jobs. Opera! Blew me mind, that did.

Phòng trống

Rooms very basic and clean. Pool areas and beaches clean. Staff on the whole were plesent. We felt the food was very poor and not a grat.

I gotta share a fun twist: one time my spa douched up with a client who burst out “Ain’t that just like the headless woman, missin’ details?” I laughed so hard I nearly dropped my foot massager. Ain’t it crazy how even a massage session can echo big ol’ cinema moments? Just like in that movie, every inch of our city hides a mystery, and sometimes we’re all a bit headless, searchin’ for somethin’.

Harris Teeter is leaving a busy Mount Pleasant shopping center. Some residents aren't happy.