Where the building starts right at the sidewalk, the human-made stuff turns a sharp corner from that which I can easily walk on to that which I can't walk on at all.
Sometimes, on that rim, nature wants there to be a yard there, even though that isn't in the human plan, and a few shoots of grass grow up.
Sometimes, on that rim, nature wants there to be a yard there, even though that isn't in the human plan, and a few shoots of grass grow up.
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