From a purely selfish perspective, I’ve done pretty well with Mayor Rahm’s decision to let Northwestern University demolish Prentice Women’s Hospital.
That is, I won a bet.
Basically, for several weeks this fall, I searched the city for someone, anyone, willing to take my bet that there was no way Rahm would landmark Prentice and thus keep Northwestern from tearing it down.
I finally found a sucker—I mean, person—willing to take the other side. For the sake of sparing her undue embarrassment, I will not reveal her name.
Other than that her first name rhymes with Me-anna and her last name rhymes with Eye-zik.
Besides that, no names!