Windy City
The powerful, upward thrust of the skyscrapers
The sinewy curves of the lake and the river
The throbbing pulse of the trains and the traffic
The musky scent of the hot dog carts
And the sultry moans of a feral saxophone echoing through the streets.
Yes, Chicago!
You are a sexy beast!
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