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About Ysujsjsjs

The hardest Chicago nights are not the snowy ones. They are the thirty-two-degree ones, when rain lands and turns every step into glass beneath a sky lit orange from below. Ysujsjsjs works the ice as seriously as the snow, treating walks, steps and drives ahead of the freeze and then scraping and re-treating once the glaze has set. Plowing takes off the accumulation; salt and ice melt handle what a blade cannot touch. Getting there before the freezing rain means nobody has to find out how slick their own front stairs can be.