I’ve spent the week in Chicago.
With my Italian true love. She likes Chicago.
Maybe more than I love any big city. I prefer the countryside. And small towns.
And mountain tops. Though there are nice things about Chicago. I’d rather visit. Not live
there. But Chicago
is a unique city. Charming. Like my true
love. It’s because of her that I was in Chicago.
She makes me do things. That maybe I wouldn’t do on my own. That’s good. For
her. For me. Adds balance to my life. Of course, I bring balance into her life,
too. –Jim Broede
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