Chicago, a love note.

Chicago is my dream I awake to each morning. 
As my head clears from a night of cheap beer and loud bands, I breathe in the horns and construction sounds from the street below.
The lake is my princess, I drink from her waters.
The sun setting over the western plains warms my heart especially when I get to bask in it's rays like I did yesterday.

Cold
Heaven
Invents
Courage
And
Golden
Opposites


Visit soon, the sun sets daily and you never know which one will be your last.
Love Allways,
Zigtebra

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