A sneak peek into the world of Chicago at the witching hour. Photos illustrate the grit of the L and the oddities that ride the red line when all the suburbanites and tourists have gone home. Short stories illuminate the darker shades of living that come crawling out of the shadows and claim the city streets. Poetry that embodies the human struggles and what it means to see the concrete jungle as more than baseball and hotdogs. We The Fallen is a...