Friday, January 14th, 2011
Most old cities have a proliferation of junk shops and antique stores, places to jettison the detritus of an old life or shape the beginning of a new one. In a dark and shadowed city like Chicago, a city made of layers and hidden meanings, built of secrets and watered with blood, junk shops and […]
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Monday, November 30th, 2009
In late November of 1941, Myrna Mitchell finished feeding her 8 month old son, Laurel, breakfast. She left him in his high chair with an arrowroot teething biscuit and a spoon “to keep him occupied” while she went into the kitchen to wash up from breakfast. Halfway through her last load, she heard a small […]
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Friday, November 20th, 2009
In folklore, when a baby smiles in its sleep that means an angel is near. In actuality, when a baby smiles in its sleep it’s usually something far more prosaic: a bit of gas or a pleasant dream. However, when a baby smiles while awake and begins looking about the room with such conviction that […]
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