I’ve lived in a big city for years now. Never seen anybody get mugged, or shot, or carjacked, despite doing activist work that often has me visiting poor minority neighborhoods.

The only time I ever really felt uneasy was when I had to walk alone at night through a neighborhood where all the businesses had bars on the windows. Worst thing that happened was a couple of people asking me for money, and they didn’t give me any shit when I said I didn’t carry cash.

But any time I visit the small town where I grew up there’s always someone or another acting like I came back from a fucking warzone lmao

  • ShimmeringKoi [comrade/them]@hexbear.net
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    1 year ago

    When my grandma was still around, the family would all go to her gouse for holidays, and she lived in a tiny little town in a redwood forest. Since redwoods are protected here, some of them grow straight up through the road, so it feels like you’re walking into this mossy post-apocalyptic land of colossal pavement-breaking trees and banana-sized slugs.

    Man, redwood trees rule