o.k., so, yeah, I live in a neighborhood where the elder italionos slash someone's tires because they don't agree with interracial dating (Rephrehensible)
I live in a neighborhood where people don't pay their water fees
I live in a neighborhood where people think "r" is pronounced "ahhhhhh"
I live in a neighborhood where people who grew up here don't wear bras....
I live in a neighborhood where dogs bahhhhk incessently, fried hair abounds, and watching out for your neighbors is blood. serious. evem if there is no blood in common.
my dear NEENIE aka VEnus, aka grossy sidewalk surfing for smelly and indescribably non-edible but tasty garbage animal remains/refuse treats searching amazing canine took herself on a walk down a very busy street.....
was recovered by young women (16 ish?)plumpish native ( as in oh sweetie, please, bras are good for you...) sweet teenagers who had a sense of...the least of these....
and all I can say is,
oh my. I love Meffa...you mafia accepting, sweet doggie loving community of Boston.