Dear Chicago,
I hate your grey soggy skies, i hate your gloomy october-like days in the second week of june, i hate your all around lethargic weather spells. but when i wake up on a beautiful day like today, i remember how much i love you, and my love affair with your summer. i remember stoop chilling, barbeques, joints in the park, i remember blues fest, beaches, rooftops, and road trips. i remember sunlight and most certainly shaking a tail feather all up in that shit. (thank god my mouth healed after the death tooth debacle last week) whooty whooo!
and now for some summertime fun.
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