At the corner of Wabash and Lake, the crowd presses in amongst itself like a swarm of vulturous flies. They press against the police proximity line with eyes full of shock and wonder. Mouths already tracing the tales they’ll tell later when they arrive home or at work. They’ll embellish. They’ll downplay. They’ll do everything … Continue reading Neon
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