Same story as my old stomping grounds. Once a tireless pit of ghetto, with most kids being lost to the streets by the time they hit 8th grade. Gangs and poverty everywhere. Now? Coffee shops and clean parks, and the only people loitering have lattes in hand and say "hello" as I pass by. I won't get shot or threatened going through like I could have 13 years ago, but it lost it's soul. The small black-owned convenience stores and arcade made way for high-end fair that a lot of the black people still in the area can't afford, and the mom and pop food joints fell in favor of corporate, nameless, faceless eateries with no soul or direction. It's clinical. It's well taken care of, but it isn't the home it once was.