Goodbye to watching the world from our driveway.
We've seen a lot in this circle.
Pitt bulls forcing us inside, swat teams swarming our yards, police enforcing evictions.
And now. things are calm. yards are in. dogs are gone. potato bugs rule the roust. and everyone just does what they need to do.
A few weeks ago, our neighbor transported us to Italy as he sat on his porch, playing on his accordion. And I knew our little cul-de-sac had made it to a peaceful place.
I guess that means it's time. No more fearlessly running into the street. Clin. It's someone else's turn now. Our future is straight.
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