#chicago snow

[hot-boy-autumn]

Chicago, October 31st 2023

[bowtifullife]

january gloom ☁️ (at Chicago, Illinois) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnf1B0oLZtA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[knowtheplacemag]

Took the Amtrak yesterday from St. Louis to this beautiful city to take pictures of…trains. @amtrak-official

[adventurecoreadjacentbabe]

snowy train ride into chicago

[bloomyloopy]

they both reached for the gun

[selidor]

Snowy Chicago by Tyler Jacobs

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

Frost patterns on the window, Chicago, IL

Taken January 2024

[quinnmilfilm]

Olympus Stylus Epic / Fujifilm 200

Olympus Stylus Epic / Fujifilm 200

[kodachrome-net]

Winter Quiet. Chicago, January 12, 2024

[quinnmil]

[lascitasdelashoras]

Harry Callahan ‘Trees and Mist’ (Chicago, Trees in Snow)

[xofeno]

DIRECTOR JESSE LEE SOFFER ON LOCATION ❄ CHICAGO P.D. 10.16

📷 Brian Luce

[mypluggluvsme]

Winter

[holygayrightsbatman]

my type is narcissistic evil murderous blondes who will do anything for power/fame and serve cunt doing it

[more-relics]

Pink Floyd at Soldier Field, 1410 Museum Campus Drive, Chicago, Illinois, June 19, 1977. Photo by Chicago Sun-Times Collection

[gregorygerwitz]

Jay Halstead, Crisis Counselor

"Are you the police?" "No, I just work with the police. I'm here to help you."

Jay can remember the exact moment he changed his mind about what he wanted to do with his life. He'd made it through the police academy, had a uniform and a badge, was patrolling the city of Chicago for a little over a month and thought he was making things safer. But he got pulled into a shootout that felt a lot like being back in Afghanistan, and he missed all the signs he should have seen in his suffering best friend, and none of it was what he expected his life to be like once he was home.

At four in the morning, Tuesday, November 15th, 2011, he sat in a hospital waiting room and made a choice.

By the time he was sitting in a diner three days later, he had quit his job. Between pestering nurses and refilling his body with cheap, tasteless coffee, he'd turned in his badge and filled out the paperwork to enroll in classes that would start after the holidays. It was almost a complete turn around from where he'd been, and it meant finding a part time job and a roommate - his thankfully alive best friend - so that he could keep a roof over his head while he got his degree. If his brother could get through medical school, he could get a Bachelor's on the government's dime.

Facing criminals and getting shot at wasn't what he wanted to do after all. It was too dangerous, brought up too many memories he'd rather forget, and even his therapist thought that distancing himself from things like that was better for him. Because of her and all of the sessions he begrudgingly attended, he actually slept through the night most of the time. He was able to stop drowning all the pain in too much alcohol, or any alcohol at all. He focused on school, and shifts at the family restaurant he'd gotten a job at, and making sure all of the medications in the bathroom cabinet got taken at the right times.

When Jay graduated with his sociology degree, and passed the test to become a licensed social worker, and his best friend became his boyfriend, things finally settled into place the way he thought they would before he'd turned his own life upside down. There were good days, where he got to work with kids and teenagers who just needed someone to listen to them and acknowledge what they were going through, and bad days, where talking to someone wasn't enough to save them from themselves. But it was a life he was proud of, and he'd saved more lives through engaging in the community than he'd taken overseas, and that was the kind of balance Jay didn't know he'd craved.

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