Slice of Life: Blood on Lake Street

This morning I saw a man beaten bloody during rush hour on the Lake Street bridge.  

As I was giving my statement to the police, I noticed a piece of graffiti scrawled on one of the yellow L supports.  It was a rant about, “what a fucked up world we live in.”

As I left, I saw another piece of graffiti on the pavement: “Forgive.”

Easy for you to say, Mr. Anonymous Graffiti Tagger.  You still have all of your teeth. 

Author: Editor

Editor founded the Chicago Architecture Blog in 2003, after a long career in journalism. He can be reached at

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