Joliet is like this place out of time where there are still houses without fences between the yards, flags waving from swept porches with swings, and a lot of sitting around and telling stories. It's flat, charming, and fantastically slow.
My aunt, uncle, and grandparents were shocked to hear that my mom and I walked the dog around the silent, manicured, sleepy block at 11 o'clock at night without a gun. ....um, wut? !
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