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“North corner sells speed, south corner sells strength. Either way, you're buying into a war.”
  Location: Intersection of Loomis and Garfield Blvd, southern edge of Sherman Park
Established: Late 1940s (unofficially)
Access: Public, but watched
Connected Factions: ICB (north corner), The Crown Sons (south corner), CPD Narcotics (off-book), neighborhood watch (silent but watching)  

Description - Exterior

A four-way corner choked in exhaust, litter, and tension, Loomis and Garfield has become one of the busiest open-air drug markets south of 47th. The northern curb runs hot with ICB dealers—flashy, loud, cocky—and backed by corner boys with heat under their coats. Across the street, the Crown Sons hold their line quiet and clean, dressed sharp and speaking soft, slinging powder and pills with a preacher’s calm. In between? Just asphalt and anxiety.  

Description - Interior

If there's an interior, it is The Boundary Bar, almost as old as the Stockyards it has become known as a place to get whatever you may be looking for.  

Public Face

To outsiders, it’s just another rough intersection in the South Side. To anyone with eyes, it’s a powder keg dressed as a corner store strip. The market fuels half the street economy in Sherman Park—kids push pills on bikes, women pass notes through laundromat windows, and sometimes the drugs change hands without anyone speaking a word.  

What's Really Going On

ICB moves amphetamines, cut Veil powder, and cheap highs fast and loud, favoring visibility and control. The Crown Sons counter with Veil-steeped blends and carefully measured doses, pushing strength, focus, and spiritual purity. Neither side has pulled the trigger on a full conflict yet, but the tension rises daily. The Veil here feels strained—like it’s waiting for someone to scream or bleed.  

Notables

Jake the Snake - ICB's man who runs their interests in the market.
Stitch – Snake's corner boss, rides with three guns and a stitched-up face; bleeds ambition.
Solomon "Sol" Arkay – Leader of the Bone Rats and Crown-affiliated dealer, calm, always reading scripture or inventory, sometimes both.
Latrelle – local boy with family on both sides; nobody knows how he’s still breathing.
"Mama Jo" – corner vendor who sells tamales and watches everything.
 

Rumors & Hooks

  • A third party is buying from both corners—and selling somewhere else. That can’t last long.
  • The street markings at the center of the intersection glow faint red on certain nights.
  • Sol’s latest batch might be enhanced—but no one can trace where the essence came from.
  • Stitch is planning a hit. Problem is, the Veil’s been whispering back.
  • Latrelle is being followed—by someone that doesn’t blink.

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