One aspect of Chicago that never gets old, unlike this frigid wind, are the views. Driving north on Lake Shore Drive through the Loop, I always have to force myself to keep my eyes on the road. The skyscrapers and high-rises loom above me on the west side, while Lake Michigan summons from the east. And then there are those friends of mine who have much lovlier vistas from their living rooms than I do (not that the rooftops on my residential street are the worst view).
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