Hi Guys!
I wrote this one about my early experiences with the ‘rich’ and the ‘poor.’
Enjoy!
Much love and light to you!
Lady G
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Photo by Viktor Hanacek
When I was a kid my friends and I loved going to the ārich neighborhoodā to look at beautiful houses with large picture windows. Ā I recall peeringĀ through those windows and imagining cheerful wives preparing world class dinners for their handsome husbands.
In my mind, the families who lived there had no troubles or worries; just pounds and pounds of pleasure!
After admiring the houses in the ārich neighborhood,ā my friends and I would sometimes take a short-cut through āthe hoodā to get home.
If you donāt know what āthe hoodā is, go google āhoodā images and rejoin me after you have had time to review the results.
At any rate, āthe hoodā that I am speaking of was exactly two left turns from the tony neighborhood with the big picture windows.
Uh oh, you seem surprised by the proximity of these two polar opposite realms? Ā Donātā¦
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Absolutely Gwin.
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The proximity of the hood is never a surprise. Here is something funny. When I lived in CA people in Beverly Hills used to look upon the residents of “The Flats,” with disdain. “The Flats” were the homes on the residential streets that didn’t wind up toward the Hollywood Hills. LOL. So petty. So stupid.
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Seriously?
That’s petty as hell! There are so many other deserving things to have disdain for! LOL!!!
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That is how they roll in Cali. That is why I rolled on out of there. But oh, do I have stories!
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Yuck! I’ll pass and I can see why you rolled and bounced!
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Yeah, LA is a great town to visit. Just don’t try and stay there, lol.
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Man that is a great story. My mama would tell me not to go to the rich neighborhoods to play because if something came up broke, she wasn’t gonna pay for anything
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LOL!!! I know right?
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