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About Chicago

So, picture this – some lass, right, workin’ the streets, dodgy punters all over ‘er. Makes me bloody angry, it does! Why’s society gotta shove ‘em in the shadows? *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say – sneaky, tough, survivin’. That’s ‘er, that is. Saw one once, near Soho, swear she winked at me – cheeky mare! Made me chuckle, tho, proper lifted me spirits. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I muttered, thinkin’ of *Zodiac* – no journalist ‘ere, just a bumbling fool.

Joshua 6 & 7

In this episode, we return to the story of the rescue and romance of Rahab and the spy who loved her. Joshua Rahab, the Prostitute, Lands.

My neighborhood, uptown, got that retro feel. The old factory turned lofts on Riverside Drive – damn! I once got so hyped by a quirky mural there, I nearly spat my brew. Ain't that crazy? Every block here has a story.

Joshua Jackson, Jodie Turner-Smith Clash Over Daughter's School