Chicago makes me very nostalgic. I can think of many possible specific reasons and memories, but it may have more to do with the air molecules surrounding the Great Lakes. These molecules can inspire a longing, a longing to lose time inside of a corner-house bar (the kind with curtains and a bush light neon sign in the window) eating casseroles or pretzels and watching hockey, in anyone who breathes the air.
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