118 was my stomping grounds for a bit. Had a few problems but nothing I couldn't handle. I wrote a story about an experience I had, but I can't find it in this massive list of posts with stupid titles that don't explain anything. When I find it I'll send it your way, if I remember.

Growing up, we didn't know what racism was until they started teaching the dangers of it. Next thing you know there's a scuffle an they're using slurs. I think they teach the differences more than the similarities, and problems stem from that. The news does that too. I keep life simple. I enjoy people unless they're sketchy. Then I don't want to be around them.

The Somalians. My neighbor's friend was from there. Told us all kinds of crazy stories about that place. We'd drink in his garage. There's an Asian, Native, African, Indian, neightbor was a Newfie, and me. Had a great time.

But yeah. Make sure they don't burn that city down. I miss it.