Here’s the skinny on Fatty’s Cafe, a grubby diner on a snaky street under the El in dark Chicago where street lights flicker and the hungry descend from the flophouse above the store. If you have a yen for a BLT and Fatty is workin’ the grill, the hungry say don’t go in, be patient …
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