A Different World
The street was semi-empty and a few cars passed by around 1 pm on Saturdays. But later on that day it got busier and a lot more open.Fort Green is full of excitement and music and lots of culture. It was February and there were trees with full sprouted green leaves, leaves that were still intact onto the barks, and had not fallen off. It felt safe. People seemed safe like the leaves on the bark of the tree. Despite the chilly air, people would be wondering about as if it was summer, not even worried if it might be cold.Its so alive, music on the streets and across the way people are exchanging salutations. It seemed that everyone knows each other, or if they don't they smile and say "afternoon" or " hi". But it was very tranquil and very noisy at the same time. The only thing missing were the teenagers of this community. There were many young
"I bring my kids here because the parks are safer. Come to think about it, most adults who roomed the streets in Ft. And then the shop called Exodous gave a beautiful window street display of the Denim clothes it creates. adult mothers strolling somewhat noisy baby carriages, and that was the only noise you would hear, rubber wheels riding along the smooth cemented sidewalk. Green were around the ages of 20 to 30 years old. Maybe that why not enough teenagers weren't in sight. It's a cool coincidence, or is it irony?So where have the kids run of too? This neighborhood is so old, we never really saw any elderly people walk and roam the streets. "No one fights with their hands anymore" she said. Most kids we saw were accompanied by adults and must have been around 5 years old. Where was the music of hip-hop culture coming from? Was it the adults playing it? There weren't kids either in Ft.
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