If you feel it’s rare to meet refreshingly kind people who take absolutely no shit, you’re not wrong. That’s because 2.7 million of them call the best city in America home, and quite a few of us add our spikes to the growing skyline.
We have no time for fakery—Chicagoans are too busy with the real, the fighters, the helpers, the workers, the artists, the hustlers. And the pure grit is beautiful in its honesty. Like Nelson Algren wrote of Chicago: “You may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.”
Meet the Chicagoans who crown their steel spines and shield their big hearts with the realest mohawks.
Whether or not you’ve got broad shoulders, we want to see your mohawk. Join the crew—request your interview today.