Old is new

Here’s what amazed me about Chicago, when I returned:

–The quiet in the mornings. In San Marcos you wake to a loud chorus of roosters/paradisical birdies and dogs, dogs, dogs.

–How big everything looked. Our apartment seemed cavernous. Even the front steps seemed wider than I remembered.

–The harsh, edgy look in peoples’ eyes as you pass them on the street. The cold might have something to do with that.

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