More gang tags on the garages and sidewalks... The venders pushing their carts and honking their horns... the ice cream truck coming around blasting that horrific noise at 8:30PM... The neighbors blasting their music out the windows as they are washing their cars with buckets of water on the side of the street.... Larger groups of people out on the porch of the building I'd always suspected housed drug dealers.
And now I'm gone... out of the hood and into the burbs...
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