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March 10, 2005
Blimey
My flight to Chicago was a blizzast. We touched down at 5 o'clock in the morning, and the descent into O'Hare took me directly over the North Side. Even though it was dark, the sky was clear as can be and I could see the entire city: Navy Pier, Wrigley Field, the big-ass intersection of Ashland, Belmot and Lincoln. Then, as we got closer to the airport, I saw an entire block that was sealed off by police cars. There were about fifteen police cars, with lights flashing wildly, on the block. Now I know why they were there: they were raiding this guy's house. Interesting, yet freaky.
Posted by oz115 at March 10, 2005 07:51 AM