They said

I don’t care what they said, it was okay in Chicago. Or a suburb, really, with a preponderance of Sagittarius, and I’ll bemoan my fates with the weather at a later date. The only real problem was cab fare. Got in a cab, looked like the star Will Smith, rather good-looking, at that, and the driver mumbled it was time and a half because it was in another city, from O’Hare to Skokie. Worked out to about $60. I think I got taken.

For a poor, little country-fried horse-whipped urchin from a small town, looking out the window, Chicago has a big and beautiful skyline. Wow, so that’s what a real city looks like.

Trees were down and power was out on stoplights, Friday afternoon, but that was all much better by Saturday. and its family of websites participate in affiliate programs, which means there are material connections between the ads, and this site. for appearances —
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