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Jun 2019
Throughout our lives we all have many streets by where we live.

We may call them my street or our street or the street I live on.

In my case they have had many names including: Slaterville Road, Mitchell Street, Rua Dona Verdiana, Ellis, Luverne to name a few.

Our streets may just contain residences or may be a mixture of both shops and homes. Some may be older while some are quite new.

Some are tree lined or have flowers and others are quite bare and pristine looking. Almost empty.

My new street is over 70 years old and hosts a cafe right by where I am, with hotels and interesting shops nearby.

It is also decorated with large trees, including orange trees, which offer a lovely bright green canopy from the sun.

Streets host our lives and witness our daily activities. They are a center point for us.

On any given day I can sit at the cafe, sip my coffee and quietly watch the world go by.

Streets ground us to where we are.
Barbara R Maxwell
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