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Originally posted on Thoughts From The Porch:
Below is a guest post written by my son Drew about an experience he had a couple of years ago.
It was part of my weekly routine.
For just under two years, I had worked at Hinda Incentives, whose office was tucked into a neighborhood on the south side of Chicago. Sure, weird things happened there from time to time. There were a couple of bullet holes in the side of the building. Younger kids often tried to get me to buy them beer while I walked to the train. Occasionally there was a guy high as a kite. Other than that, it really didn’t feel that dangerous during the day. All that “weird stuff” happened at night, well beyond closing time.
Around once a week I would walk to a Nicky’s, a hot dog stand around the…
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