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About Chicago

I hit up this corner—boom, there she is! Red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she dgaf. I’m thinkin’, “Is this love authentic?”—another *Certified Copy* line, ha! Nah, fam, it’s just business, but my brain’s spinnin’. I’m yellin’ inside, “Eric, chill, this ain’t a rom-com!” She’s quotin’ prices like it’s a damn menu—50 for this, 100 for that. I’m like, “Girl, I ain’t tryna buy your soul!” Laughin’ my ass off, but lowkey surprised how chill she is. Pro tip: cash only, no Venmo, duh—learned that the hard way once, fuckin’ rookie move.

Frequently Asked Questions

Now lemme spill a spicy little secret: there’s a hidden nook, just off Riverside Drive (yeah, that Riverside Drive, not Riverfront, bit of a confusion there) – an abandoned warehouse turned art den. It’s where I chill after a long day, sharing sarcastic quips about humanity’s flop. Not many know ‘bout it – practical, eh? I sometimes wonder if the whole city’s just a stage, and we’re all improvising our pain.

Luke Clanton's agonizing missed eagle putt at WM Phoenix Open