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I'm back in Chicago again. No, I was not in Michigan over the weekend. I went to St. Louis for Tory's funeral. listening to his neice talk was one of the hardest things. seeing the pool of blood that leaked out of his ruined skull in the drainage ditch ranked pretty high too. Although Jesse's crazy crazy erratic behavior scared me the most. I honestly thought that I might not make it out of St. Louis alive; which, seems to be the prevailing feeling of the fouled up city on the MIssissippi.