Why I had to leave

You can see it was a modest, lovely house, on a street with a lot of greenery.  It was all I needed.  It was a great neighborhood in north Minneapolis, convenient to any place I needed to go to in Minneapolis or St. Paul. 

But there got to be a lot of gunshots.  Too many drug dealers. 

At first, we pulled together.  We hunkered down and tried to make the drug dealers leave.  We got to know each other, we had block parties.

 

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