“Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.”
That’s how the great writer Nelson Algren once described the city. My city. Chicago.
I’ve traveled all over the world, but I keep coming back to Chicago. I often tell people, “If summer lasted year round here, the whole place would be overrun.” The cold winters keep the less hearty away.
Chicago has a history as colorful as any other world class city, maybe more so. When it burned down in 1871, it had the rare chance to rebuild itself and the great architects of the world flocked here to reinvent how cities were built. Evidence of this is clearly visible today with every walk I take through the city’s streets.
When I come home from traveling, sometimes I forget to photograph my own backyard, but I’m learning to remember to do that more and more each year. I took this photograph from 25 stories up last year. It’s a perfect cross section of the old and new. Building details that are seldom bothered with in modern construction are frozen in time in the Wrigley Building.
Never a lovely so real.
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