I heart Durham.*
Saturday night, we headed West, and saw Fistful of Love at Manbites Dog. It was hilarious and pretty brilliant-- especially the Dr. Dre song, wow. Had dinner at the Federal (yum), and a nice walk between the two, on the very empty streets of Durham.
So Durham is considered dangerous, and I can't help but wonder if people walked more, it might be a bit more hospitable. Empty sidewalks are scary sidewalks, in my book. The more you walk, hang out on porches and in front yards, the more you know and trust your neighbors. Maybe it's some sort of self-fulfilling prophecy: Durham's dangerous, so we don't walk = Durham's dangerous because we don't walk?
*I fully realize that this statement might be considered treasonous by some fellow Raleigh-ites (specifically my dear gentleman caller), but what-evs.
Also realize that the above theory is mighty simplistic and a bit Pollyanna/Glad Game of me.
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