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Legolas on the bike
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Biker kitty!
My next door neighbors on both sides, the ones across the street, two of my grown kids live in my neighborhood, my first Pokemon go friend does too, the beautiful family down the street, and the old Cuban guy with the old chihuahua, and the very talkative guy a block away.
So it's spotty I guess. Most of the people on our block I have at least waved to, and none are friends like that come over for supper, but are people I talk to in person and occasionally by text.
The other ones we are barely acquainted with but have nicknames for: pool table guy, cigar chewing guy with the beautiful custom house, depressed guy who doesn't mow and sits in his truck outside his falling down house, the hipsters (flying down the street on hoverboards, one with curly man bun the other with long blond hair flying in the wind) the New Yorkers, the crazy lady across the street who got in her car, pulled out of her driveway and into my driveway to get out and talk to me, the nice old couple, the friendly childless people in the black house, and more but you get the idea.
Not really, but that may be because in the meantime I aged into what is considered the most trustable demographic; the middle aged lady. People talk to me now. Confide in me, even.
God I hate people being rude to service workers, that is to me the sign of a true asshole. Someone who thinks they are worth more than someone else. I don't see it much though.