Yes, it's true. I've been abducted by Anton Dy Buncio, official Chicago-area fun sherpa, and interrogated about poetry, teaching, what it means to root for Notre Dame in a losing season, and where to drink in Chicago. It's all here. And don't worry: the good sherpa eventually let me go. Now if only I can make it back home without being jacked up by a yeti...
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