(chicago Is) The Only Major City In

Watch For A Wild Boy Of No Particular Clan, Ready For Anything, Always Armed. Prefers Fighting To Toil, Drink To Fighting, Chasing Women To Booze Or Battle: May Attempt All Three Concurrently.

The Great Trains Howling From Track To Track All Night. The Taut And Telegraphic Murmur Of Ten Thousand City Wires, Drawn Most Cruelly Against A City Sky. The Rush Of City Waters, Beneath The City Streets. The Passionate Passing Of The Night's Last El.

Loving Chicago Is Like Loving A Woman With A Broken Nose.

Our Myths Are So Many, Our Vision So Dim, Our Self-deception So Deep And Our Smugness So Gross That Scarcely Any Way Now Remains Of Reporting The American Century Except From Behind The Billboards.

When We Get More Houses Than We Can Live In, More Cars Than We Can Ride In, More Food Than We Can Eat Ourselves, The Only Way Of Getting Richer Is By Cutting Off Those Who Don't Have Enough.