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About Chicago

So, clutch in, first gear – off we pop! Y’see, findin’ a prozzie ain’t just point A to B. Nah, it’s a bleedin’ labyrinth, *cave felis*, beware the cat, lads! Back in ’96, heard this tale – bloke in Soho, thought he’d scored, turns out she nicked his wallet mid-chat. True story! Crafty devils, some of ’em. Made me proper angry, that – trust squashed like a bug on the windscreen.

Passion, persistence, integrity, innovation, knowledge, team work

Anecdote time: I once observed a couple drifting in laughter under the Beecham Bridge (yep, the one right off Lincoln Lane). Their chemistry was off the charts! Made me smile big time. Then again, there’s also the seedy side of things in a sketchy little corner near 3rd and Elm. Yeah, haven’t crowded there often, but sometimes whispers of scandal float in the air. Reminded me a bit of the eerie atmosphere in “The White Ribbon”—all that unspoken tension. “Ist es nicht?" I mused, sorta reffing in my head.

Suzette Waters and Erica Dickson win open school board seats, beating out Ken Rice