When I lived in Prospect Heights, I would occasionally allow myself to patronize an establishment called “The Wing Wagon.” Always takeaway. Always for this very reason.  I would turn into an animal when I set upon those wings, most often pretending that I was a raccoon. 
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When I lived in Prospect Heights, I would occasionally allow myself to patronize an establishment called “The Wing Wagon.” Always takeaway. Always for this very reason.  I would turn into an animal when I set upon those wings, most often pretending that I was a raccoon. 

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9 July 2012 ·

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