DOIN TIME!

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I'VE COME OF HEART, BABY, BUT I HAD TO FIGHT
TOOK HIM ON MADNESS WITH ALL MY MIGHT !

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[/SIZE][/b]. Everyone always says how beautiful this city is, no matter what the world decides to do around it. During bright, sunny days the windows of the city gleam and sparkle, making you forget all about the grunge and the dirt in the streets below. At night the lights bleed vibrant colors that one can only attempt to capture it's full beauty in the click of a camera's flash. When it snows the frost seems to cover everything in a blanket, like a mother's arms masking all it's flaws in one swift, simple motion. But Chicago, well Chicago belongs to no one. Chicago isn't yours, it isn't the punks that live down the streets, it isn't the politician's, or even the laborer that slaves over it's steel plants every night and day. Like a frigid mistress, leaving your warm sheets during the middle of the night, this city leaves your blankets cold, and your heart even more so. Yet, it always has that way of pulling you back again. Because once you're involved with Chicago there isn't any going back. You'll deal with all the rich snobs, walking with their browned noses held high in the air, you'll endure those gangs that push people around to feel like they have some control over their lives, and you'll live with those two faced cops that couldn't give a rat's ass if you were getting mugged or not because they were lining their pockets elsewhere. Why? Because Chicago just has a way about it. A way that makes you feel like you're the only person that ever really matters. And doesn't everyone want to feel that way?[/font][/size]
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