Workers collecting coal ash and other garbage, ca. 1925.
Photo: George Rinhart via Corbis/Getty Images/NY Times
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Workers collecting coal ash and other garbage, ca. 1925.
Photo: George Rinhart via Corbis/Getty Images/NY Times

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Chicago alleys—the city’s hidden lifelines, where garbage trucks glide like silent assassins, street art tells stories that sidewalks never could, and the occasional rogue shopping cart embarks on a journey of self-discovery. While most cities shove their filth and function out in the open, Chicago had the foresight to tuck its messy reality behind the scenes, giving us a system so effective it’s practically an urban superpower. But alleys are more than just practical. They are alive—the unofficial highways for pedestrians, the secret passages for drivers, and the unintentional wildlife preserves for creatures so resilient they could probably run for office. They are where crime and creativity, decay and discovery, coexist in perfect, gritty harmony. So, here’s to the alleys—the uncelebrated, unfiltered, unapologetic veins of Chicago. Without them, we’d be just another city with too much traffic and nowhere to throw our old couches.
New York City
Photo: Dieter Krehbiel
When I was 1, my tongue picked up a nice Thing! People were concerned. I was not concerned!