A view from the prettiest blue house, on a tree lined street, with miles of brick houses and business all around. Where fireworks were lit, an all night percussion, with baritones, tenors, falsettos. And all of us upstairs, tucked comfortably in, with everything we could need in our first Chicago apartment.
I'd love sometime to know the address; it's certainly a very Chicago-looking corner, a very familiar scene. Delighted that you had the time for a little stop over and museum trip!!
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