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This is the story of how I came to be the owner of the weirdest house in Lincoln Square. I've lived in the city of Chicago since I was 17. I've lived in this neighborhood since 2000, and I can't think of anywhere else that I could call home.
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I bought this house on July 14th and it is a pretty big life transformation for me. Or rather, it's the next step in a series of transformations. It's a pretty expensive step, I'd say.
This will be a blog about the house, but it's not really about the house. The house is where I keep my life, and my life is full of people and music and other things. So if you are interested in people and music and other things, go ahead and check in frequently.
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