Clerg talks to the cab driver as if he was a local. After all, he has been living a second life on Google maps ever since closing the rental contract. Within an hour, the taxi takes us to our new home. What strikes me most is that it costs something more than twenty dollars. America - the land of dreams.
This is the view that awaits us at home, on the 21st floor of a huge apartement house downtown.
For some reason, there are fireworks on the lake behind our kitchen window. We are brushing our teeth and feeling very welcome. Clerg is already asleep before his head touches the pillow. Some time later I wake up and for a couple of seconds, cannot recall where I am. It makes me very happy to remember we are at home in Chicago.
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