Chicago
Except for layovers at O'Hare or a quick day-trip from changing trains - I had not been back to Chicago in nearly 13 years.
Its funny how things and places change, and yet...
I luxuriated in looking up when I got off the bus.
As overwhelming as New York is with its canyons of skyscrapers and apartment buildings, with stores and people... there is a .. muscle.. a massiveness to Chicago that makes parts of NY seem like a collection of lean-to's.
And yet, even with all the concrete and steel around you, you can almost always taste the sky.
Sweet home.
Friday, October 04, 2002
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