So last night we were hanging at Frank, Nick, and Jacob’s new place and lamenting on how swell chicago is, when suddenly we hear three gun shots.  This was followed immediately by a super tubby cop running down the street yelling into his radio “SHOTS FIRED, SHOTS FIRED!”.  Of course, being the intrepid adventurers that we are, we run straight for the street to see what was happening.  Nevermind that some lunatic with a gun was shooting up the street.  I grabbed my camera and was the only one to do so, surprising given the company that I was with.  Anyways…we watched as about 24 cops converged into the neighborhood within literal minutes and began the hunt for the gunman and the gun.  Nick was a little paranoid and insisted I didn’t take pics, less someone mistake it for a gun.  So, here’s the only decent shot of I got off.  I figured it’d wouldn’t be too long in chicago before I witnessed a crime.