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Chicago's Hearth on Wheels

In the heart of a frosty urban expanse, Where the wind chills deeper than the bone, Idling buses hum a welcoming dance, A warm embrace in the cold, unknown. Newcomers find respite from winter's wrath, In these havens on wheels, they find their path.

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Chicago's Hearth on Wheels