we recycle.
i know some of my neighbors. (bible study meets across the street. they are awesome. landlord lives next door. she's had me inside and forced me to sit down and tell her about KIPP. she's in her eighties.)
flowerbeds.
the porches.
bike rides.
old trees.
my grandfather grew up here. literally, a few blocks away, he graduated high school and lived in a small house with his parents and older brother.
i can walk to the hardware store. and restaurants. and a few parks.
it's community based. and let's be honest: it feels like austin.
and right now, at 12:23 a.m. on a wednesday (i guess technically thursday), i just saw someone out our front window who was skateboard with three neon flashlights in the pockets of his khaki shorts and reflective wristbands. they do NOT do that in memorial, or midtown, or anywhere else as far as i know.
this is the heights. and i love it.
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