I rode my bike to the China-town public library. I've ridden the bus and the "L." I've gotten a parking ticket, gotten cat-called, seen an improv show, got yelled at by multiple derelicts, shopped at IKEA, done the touristy downtown stuff and got like three job offers. I am a true Chicagoan. My fridge is full of produce...FULL of produce, my
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