“You want everyone on the block to know you as “That Jimmy, good fella. Salt of the earth, give you the shirt off his fuckin’ back, and never ask for anything in return. That’s a good guy right there.” — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“Oh, honey. Eventually, you’ll get used it. You’ll start to realize that’s just the smell of Chicago in summer.” — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“I’m going to miss the service,” Holden says. “This was the Rolls Royce of hardware stores. It was the Last of the Mohicans.” — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“Both teams had rosters of interchangeable millionaires — but the Chicago papers that day had told stories of cash-strapped Clevelanders selling their tickets to… — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“A flâneur knows that the wrong way to use the city is actually the right way.” — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“Reflected in “The Bean,” the city exists within the Rust Belt as a postmodern “funhouse” of the twentieth century.” — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“You want everyone on the block to know you as “That Jimmy, good fella. Salt of the earth, give you the shirt off his… — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
“Whenever I told some guy from Bridgeport where I lived, I had to pretend I didn’t notice the “of course you do” hovering silently… — Martha Bayne Copy Share Image
