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About Chicago

I remeber this one chick, swear she was legend! Worked the corner near Venice Beach, 90s vibes, had this tattoo – skull with roses, badass! Cops called her “Phantom” – poof, gone when they rolled up! Little known fact, brother, she’d stash cash in her boots, clever as hell! Made me laugh, thinkin she’s outsmartin the system, hulkin up her own way!

No Common Whore

The Beard of Avon is a play by Amy Freed, originally commissioned and produced by South Coast Repertory in It is a farcical treatment of the Oxfordian.

Now, lemme spill: the city’s got a weird charm. The Avon River flows by West End Park. West End Park's a mess, actually. Its paths twist like a drunken maze, but I get it. Man, I've seen folks find solace rubbing knotted shoulders out here. Sometimes I think, "I become part of the landscape" – just like in that flick, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, where life is made of moments. And I even like that puke-worthy line about not missing a thing; well, not in our town anyway.

Cleveland Clinic Opens New Facility in Avon for Urgent and Primary Care