Remember when you were a kid and you used to go to that one place "in the city" where you could get your dog collars, bowls, condoms, and non-mall clothes?
For Chicago, that used to be "Clark and Belmont" but as time goes on, whether we like it or not, Wicker Park has become that place. Back in the day, all the suburban kiddies would load into that ONE-friend-with-a-license's car and drive into the city to spend a day smoking cigarettes and stocking up on all the weird shit their parents didn't want them to have.
This youngin' loves a nice flat brim and a fresh pair of kicks.
Even the monkey is pissed off at the world.
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1 comment:
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