This happened my first year I moved to Chicago…
This summer will mark my 2-year anniversary. Will this also mark my 2-year anniversary?
No matter how attractive you might be, if you’re running around the streets of Chicago in the dead of winter without a coat on, I will judge you and think you are quite the goon. No matter how piercingly blue your eyes might be.
When I see someone come running out of an alley disheveled and grasping their pockets, I will
assume think know they are up to something mischievous and most likely illegal. I also will grab my pockets as a form of protection.