Walking down the street to the Ave. (That's Frankford Avenue for you non-Philly folk).
The diner that is horrible, but tastes great when you are drunk.
The sports bar with a good wing night, but probably won't serve you if you aren't American and white.
My street.
My block.
Everything is blooming on/infront of my house. yay!
I hope this made you feel better.
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