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wilmette is a very affluent north suburb of chicago in good ole 847 heaven. (hence the suv.) it’s sort of like telling someone in new york to go back to jersey. (although i guess i could’ve used wisconsin, as illinois drivers hold contempt for anyone with an out-of-state plate.) a clue to the girl’s origin is splayed across her chest — she’s wearing a new trier high school hoodie.
ANECDOTE: in high school, my school fenced against new trier. fencing in itself is an expensive sport — the equipment runs MAD pricy — so our underfunded public school had a ghetto team with bumbling math teachers instead of knowledgable coaches and weapons and armor that bordered on medieval. going up against new trier, it was like david versus goliath … only goliath always won, backed by the weight of its sheer funding that could purchase premium coaches, new armor and new weapons. meanwhile, we were stuck fixing our sabre hilts with tons of electrical tape in hopes they would still register. D’OH! at least our home meets had the best food. (fencing is an eating sport, let no one tell you otherwise.)
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