Kathy and I walked all over Chicago. There's no shortage of things to see.
Pickup sidewalk chess game.
Escalators to heaven in Macy's.
Sculpture on a bridge.
Shepherding the children.
It's bigger than just 1.
Sidewalk buskers.
Hardest working bike theft I've ever seen.
The bike share program is heavily used.
Even though vehicles must yield to pedestrians, I saw drivers, cyclists, runners, and walkers cutting it as close as possible.
Fire storm? Really?
Public transit is awesome but the el trains are loud.
Mom: "So what's the name of your band?"
The resulting devastation of a plate of ribs at Miller's Pub.
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