My throat still hurts.
My dishes are dirty and soaking.
My furniture is temporarily out of order.
And I am too.
So I'm off to bed.
Further North
The account of one South Sider who is firmly entrenched on the North Side of Chicago.
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
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