You know i'm standing there today in this old park that I knew had been hunted to death (a passer by told me) and i'm looking at all these historical homes lined up around the park and I just couldn't get the balls to go knocking. The puny little merc in my hand was only because i had to dig 8 inches to unearth it but these houses must be encrusted with old silver.
Did you guys once say the lawn between the sidewalk and the street was city property and if you had the guts you could walk right down one of these historical Chicagoland street?
I need to just suck it up and go put my plan in action now, there is hardly nothing left in old coin in the park... it's on the other side of the street ten paces away
knock, knock here's Johnny