The great White North, or How I Traveled 3 Hours North to Buy Boots and Failed
On January 6th i made the trek to Chicago via the less than impressive Amtrak. When reaching the outskirts of the city small white flakes threatened to impede any progress i might make. Under threat of carnage i was sworn to find boots to replace the shoddy footwear i was wearing. After a short cab ride from Union Station at the veritable palace
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