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About Chicago

She pisses me off sometimes, tho. Always actin like she owns the joint, struttin around, leavin chaos. But then, bam, she’ll flash that grin, and I’m like, “Okay, fine, you win.” Kinda like Carol sayin, “You’re trembling,” and you just melt, ya know? Whore’s got that power—drives me nuts but I’m hooked.

Chapter 17: Blush

I call myself a “book whore” because I go through them like a hooker on payday. I love books and I'm a voracious reader. Mystery, sci fi, westerns, young adult.

Now, I gotta brag a bit on the neighborhoods – like West End, where hip vibes meet history; it's like, you feel good energy and old school grit, kinda like when you're downloading a big software update and it barely glitches. Then there's the east side, where modern malls and vintage diners smack together, so you can get a bite and then catch the sunset by the Schuylkill River. Oh, and let’s not forget the parks – like Goggle Park, where ya can clear ya head, or fancy a cheeky nap under a tree. Mad times here.

The people of God trust in the Holy Spirit to pick the next pope. I should, too.