Omfg. Beautiful day in Chicago. First warm day capable of inducing a sheen of perspiration. I can’t stay indoors. Shuffling down Chicago Avenue, earbuds in, gawking at everything, everything seems beautiful and I just smile dumbly at everyone. I feel like I’m 16 in the Arizona summer sun. I want to drink and fuck and dance and run or just do nothing and soak up the world. This is our reward for enduring winter, the euphoria of emerging into summer. Feels fresh every time.
JEFF BEELER, errata
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