I believe this. While part of me used to seek the geographical cure of a move to somewhere else, part of me knows I am here for a reason and I need to deal with it.I am planted in the former Cowford where mud bogging outsells the symphony and barbeque is the preferred cuisine. That's fine.This has been my home for over three decades and the city has provided me with a livlihood and a mental album of beautiful views.
I have never understood why the city hasn't grown except for its homeless core. The only reason I can give is that it is too spread out to have a serious sense of community. Auto dependence has made the burbs seem closeby. White flight rolled on rubber feet.
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