Winter is by far my favorite season in Chicago, because those of us who have learned how to layer properly can have some outdoor time in relative solitude. It seems crazy to walk around in the snow at night in this city. The wind is whipping off the lake, and the occasional passing truck threatens to douse you with road slush—but if you’re wearing thick socks and the right coat, a winter Chicago night is a majestic wonderland of silence.
For the first time by Black Country, New Road
