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In Fear City's vision of a demented Chicago, the devil's in the details
"Aren't you old for a haunted house?" asked one of the androgynous seasonal residents of a nondescript warehouse deep in Morton Grove. His/her job, clearly, was to taunt Saturday night visitors to the Halloween attraction Fear City, so that insult goes with the territory. Had this ghost of Riverview stopped there, I'd have been fine. But no. "I was feeling horny," he/she said, cackling for added effect, "until you walked in."
October 11, 2011