Insofar as there’s rarely anyone on the streets in my neighborhood, and insofar as they’re my neighbors and so I’m not sure I’d photograph them if they were, not without their knowledge and implicit consent, anyway. So these are portraits of the streets around here…
Nice enough. Clean. Friendly neighbors. Decent fences. Walking distance to the masjid.
So the telephone lines are a bit leany, and the street a bit cracked and neither often, nor well repaired, but that’s what you get in exchange for negligible (corporate) taxes and constant cuts to public services.
