How do you know that you're at Second City? Well, for me I knew I was living the dream when I got to see these awesome faces everyday. These peeps kept me honest and in stitches.
You also know you're at Second City when you pass these cheerful gargoyles on the way to class...
I am desperate to set these guys up with these ladies...
Ah, l'amour, l'amour, toujours l'amour
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