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I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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Dude, the river – oh man, the local creek that runs by the Eastside – flows smooth, like a secret passage outta the chaos. I sometimes unwind there, thinkin' how all these little streets and forgotten corners of Chicago-Ridge (us) are a part of a grand, explosive story. I got mad love for it, even when it pisses me off when a tourist mishandles a local spot, ya know?

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