- Sue Kwong
Look around the city and you’ll see all the familiar signs of impending spring: Peeps, Cadbury eggs, and boxes of matzo in the grocery store; children playing outside and grown men in shorts; a green river and rivers of green beer and Irish-people-for-a-day puking up and down Clark Street. Suddenly our city is a cheerful place again and we don’t need books to remind ourselves how much we love it. All of which means our winter-long Greatest Chicago Book Tournament has served its purpose and is nearly at an end.
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