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Dome Pondering Picture #73


My goodness, the Chicago Cubs are in the World Series!

I was lucky enough to be in Chicago the night the Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup in 2015. Walking through the city that night was so much fun. I can't even imagine what tonight, and this weekend must be like. Congrats, Cubs fans. You deserve it. You really, really do.

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