real estate
I just had an awful feeling: I realized I don\’t know my city at all any more. There are now two bedroom apartments for rent in Columbia Heights for $3,000+. There\’s a building on Belmont — one of my formerly...
Read MoreI just had an awful feeling: I realized I don\’t know my city at all any more. There are now two bedroom apartments for rent in Columbia Heights for $3,000+. There\’s a building on Belmont — one of my formerly...
Read Moreby Caz | Jun 11, 2006 | Categorize Me, Please, Cities | 0
Lying in bed at 2:13, early on a Monday morning in DC\’s Petworth neighborhood. Listening to the traffic rushing by on Georgia Avenue, just one floor beneath the bed. Just a wall of cement between my naked body and the...
Read MoreThis is my home town, right here in DC. When I lived off U Street with a bunch of Ivy League yuppies, they delighted in telling me that it wasn\’t my hometown because I had been born and raised on the District line. But my...
Read MoreCondos, condos, everywhere, but hardly a grocery store, clothing shop, doctor\’s office, playground, childcare, library, nursing home, hardware store, or much else to be found… unless you can afford to have the...
Read MoreDr Maude is now on his way back to Australia. I spent last night dreaming of gorgeous blue skies, the feeling of birds of paradise on my fingers, and the sounds of kookaburras. Torturing myself, in otherwords. I\’m so...
Read MoreOne thing you get used to living in DC are the official motorcades. Sirens wailing, officials blocking off all traffic sometimes just so Cheney can go to Vidalia\’s. When Vidalia\’s literally used to be in my...
Read MoreLast night (Sunday), as I cut through Mt. Pleasant on my way to better things, I noticed huge police flood lights aimed on the corner of 17th and Irving. A lone cop car was parked on the corner. I didn\’t think too much of...
Read MoreThey said it couldn\’t happen but it did. Look at the East Village. Look at Georgetown. Look at Waterside. Look at Old Town. Look at nearly any Chinatown; Little Italy; Polish, Mexican, Ethiopian, or Cuban neighborhood....
Read MoreChild, father and I are in Foster Bros Coffee in Cleveland Park, three burning hot laptops on our laps, three icy coffees dribbling water-sweat unto the tables. Still no internet access at home. Sprog is reading over my...
Read MoreDr Maude took Friday off work to play explorer with the kid. Three cameras and us in the Roma Street Parklands. At some point I\’ll flicker the pictures. Some are okay. Crowning point of the evening was dinner at the...
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