June "onion layers"

Here are some lines of writing that people have written on pieces of paper, affixed to the surface of "Putting Layers on the Onion" --

I am at the window of the first apartment we had in Chicago -- a third floor apartment with a row of floor to ceiling French doors. I am looking down the Rogers Park Street. I miss the pine trees. This paper looks and smells a little bit like them.

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Chicago is a very good city with very good food, and the streets are very busy.

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Does the orange line rumbling away smell like licorice?

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a raisin is a grape that gets sweeter under blue sky -- I'm here 10 years

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life of a busy street

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Rode my bike down Diversey. A balloon tied to the back. We met on the bike path, riding south toward the big building. At least a full hour before sunrise. In the dark thousands of us swarming to organize. When the sun came up we were sitting at the harbor. The water calm.

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Walking home hung over at 6 a.m., and smelling of cocoa. It made me feel sicker.

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My sister solves the mystery! We are under the tracks, rusted & loud.