I was going to write a story about the chocolate store that we went to in River North before it closed, while ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
schoolpsychnerd was in grad school and we wanted the occasional treat that was delicious but still at mass-market prices. Occasionally I'd meet her there after an evening class or, when I got a job, after work. We'd get sundaes and eat them together, walk past the horse carriages that carry touristspeople on rides in River North, and then go back to our apartment.
But it turns out that I'm misremembering and that was a Ghirardelli. Oops.
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schoolpsychnerd was in grad school and we wanted the occasional treat that was delicious but still at mass-market prices. Occasionally I'd meet her there after an evening class or, when I got a job, after work. We'd get sundaes and eat them together, walk past the horse carriages that carry But it turns out that I'm misremembering and that was a Ghirardelli. Oops.
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