A Rapper On The Rails
A man in tattered clothes staggers through the doors of the crowded Dan Ryan el car. His head is hanging down, so it’s hard to guess his age. People nod their heads, as if they recognize him. One girl tosses a dollar into the cap and asks, “Hey, why don’t you cut an album?” Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites » On another day on another train the same young man, now wearing a flannel shirt and a red bandanna, pushes through the doors that connect the cars....