When people ask me where I live, I tell them "the inner city." The laugh and ask, "No, really." Then I tell them intersections and they stop laughing.

I don't live in the worst of neighborhoods. But it's not the burbs either with their sparkly clean stores with lots of fruit options and name-brand yogurt.

Sometimes I wish I'd bought a newer home. In a nicer neighborhood. Then I remember what I'd be missing (besides my 10 minute door-to-door commute to work). 

I mean really. How cool is that? And it's not something you'd find in the burbs.

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