RIDDLE TIME I lie at the heart of Chicago. In Abraham Lincoln, you find me, and Donald Trump stands no chance. Search for me everywhere in Paris, hunt your way all through Rome, but I'm not to be found. But I tour around in the floating city, and get sun-tanned in the Carribean. Head to Mexico, and you'll hear from my twin very often. I sound a lot like something very deep and very silent. Yet, violent enough that I ended the Titanic, sadly. Don't look for me, cause the closer you look, the lesser you see. Still looking? Fine, who am I? Going back to the riddler for a reverie. Easy riddle though. Have fun. #riddle
