This does not seem very charming,
but more than fifty years ago this was my first home.
It is in New York City.
The house we lived in used to be in that open space near the dark colored car.
It was my Grandmother's house.
It really saddened me to see the condition of this block of buildings.
When I was a child this was a vibrant street full of happy colorful people. It was my whole world and I loved it.

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