seasons change and people do too. the decade has turned over and now we're staring at the start of the new year. for chicago, the confetti will blow away with it's signature winds and by the time the weekend is over, everyone will be back to work. but those who know chicago by heart know that going back to those jobs is where the change is really going to show. new years resolutions will be broken and promises will be made with fingers crossed behind someone's back. The new year means things are going to change. no one ever said it would be a good change.
good grades aren't the only thing getting some students through college. after all, sometimes it is hard to balance a job and classes. a little favor to the teacher helps, right? to add to the dark definition of the warehouse district, there's been a binge of murders plowing down the news front. maybe it's the new way to get rid of over used prostitutes. and apparently being in a healthy relationship doesn't meet up to the standard of 'taken' for some people. then again, other's might just be looking for a little extra love that they don't need. it's the common script to a day in chicago. so, what happens tomorrow?