Why I love my neighborhood:
Because I can walk home at odd hours of the night alone and feel as safe as I possibly can with no protection or friends nearby. This is because all the gay boys are out to party. And no matter how exhausted or beaten I am I can usually get some sort of compliment on my outfit, even if my shoes are dangling from my hands. I'm going to miss this.
I love you boys-town, Chicago.
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