Chicago Adult Entertainment: Chicago tales from a hobo’s view

I have no idea if that’s true, but once you’ve met the gruff Fitzpatrick — an artist, writer, poet, performer and, most fundamentally, a raconteur — in his little milieu, it’s certainly credible. When he says he is just one paycheck away — or one drink away — from the life of the street characters that haunt his Damen Avenue door, you believe him. Fitzpatrick, who is in his early 50s, sports two tattoos on his arms, both drawn from the hobo alphabet. One means “Get Out Fast.” One means “Don’t Give Up.”
“Every morning,” Fitzpatrick says from the stage, “I decide on the most prudent course of action.”
Some of us are familiar with the conundrum, but less certain in the decision-making process.
Even when he’s waxing nostalgic — which he does for most of those 90 minutes — he does so with an edge, in a little mock-up of his creative streetside cave in Ukrainian Village. “This used to be,” he says, recalling the not-so-distant past when call girls roamed trendy Damen Avenue, “a perfectly good, bad neighborhood.”

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