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I just wanted to clarify something I said in post #4,127. That day I was at Firestone in September last year in Riverdale, that young latino dude didn't do that bird call on Riverdale Rd, for anybody familiar with this area. He did this while I was walking near the end of Edmonston Rd, right where it merges into Kenilworth Ave, where Fletchers Field is right across the street. Kenilworth Ave intersects with Riverdale Rd a little further down. I had just walked down Hamilton Street, pass those old red brick apartments I use to live in, and made that right onto Edmonston Rd, going towards Kenilworth Ave.

For a place that didn't have central heating and cooling, or cable, I sure had some fun in that old apartment. I had entered into a long-term relationship with a girlfriend two years after I moved there (who stuck with me the whole time). She sure kept me out of a lot of trouble, especially from these three fine sisters I was surrounded by. One lived right on top of me (fitness instructor), the other lived across the street, who I later found out moved on my old block a few years after my family moved away, and the other lived a little up the street, who wound up getting an office job where I worked...she was the sweetest, and had the most class. I was also still tight with my buddy. I had also not too long ago re-enrolled into college, while I was in that old small start-up apartment I lived in right before, for a year. I was lucky that older African female landlord trusted me when she let me rent that old small start-up...I had an I-9 on my credit report. Man, those mice sure knew how to cockblock when you first met a girl...lol. I found that out in both of these apartments.

Anyway, all I can say is, the world sure changed since then...and this was when DC was the murder capital.
 
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I just wanted to clarify something I said in post #4,127. That day I was at Firestone in September last year in Riverdale, that young latino dude didn't do that bird call on Riverdale Rd, for anybody familiar with this area. He did this while I was walking near the end of Edmonston Rd, right where it merges into Kenilworth Ave, where Fletchers Field is right across the street. Kenilworth Ave intersects with Riverdale Rd a little further down. I had just walked down Hamilton Street, pass those old red brick apartments I use to live in, and made that right onto Edmonston Rd, going towards Kenilworth Ave.

For a place that didn't have central heating and cooling, or cable, I sure had some fun in that old apartment. I had entered into a long-term relationship with a girlfriend two years after I moved there (who stayed with me the whole time). She sure kept me out of a lot of trouble, especially from these three fine sisters I was surrounded by. One lived right on top of me (fitness instructor), the other lived across the street, who I later found out moved on my old block a few years after my family moved away, and the other lived a little up the street, who wound up getting an office job where I worked...she was the sweetest, and had the most class. I was also still tight with my buddy. I had also not too long ago re-enrolled into college, while I was in that old small start-up apartment I lived in right before, for a year. I was lucky that older African female landlord trusted me when she let me rent that old small start-up...I had an I-9 on my credit report. Man, those mice sure knew how to cockblock when you first met a girl...lol. I found that out in both of these apartments.

Anyway all I can say is, the world sure changed since then...and this was when DC was the murder capital.
Jesus that means you are in your fifties.

If you were an adult in 1992 when it was the murder you're flabby set.

I'm not dissing you I'm getting up there myself. It's just wild how long that was ago.

But Riverdale was tether town then and now, I'll bet ICE didn't make a sweep of that area. I passed through on New Years eve coming back from a party.... big mistake they made it smokey as hell you couldn't see you hand in front of your face. I guess mexicans fire super smokey fireworks on New years.

Again not from Tether town so I didn't know that.
 

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Jesus that means you are in your fifties.

If you were an adult in 1992 when it was the murder you're flabby set.

I'm not dissing you I'm getting up there myself. It's just wild how long that was ago.

But Riverdale was tether town then and now, I'll bet ICE didn't make a sweep of that area. I passed through on New Years eve coming back from a party.... big mistake they made it smokey as hell you couldn't see you hand in front of your face. I guess mexicans fire super smokey fireworks on New years.

Again not from Tether town so I didn't know that.
White people hated Blacks when they (the Whites) had that Riverdale area. Now the immigrants have that same hatred for us after they completely took over...when we never did anything to either group. I liked those immigrants better when they minded their own business. But it probably has a little more to do with drug territory, and they now got total control of that area. But tbh, some of that turf war was starting a little after I moved in, which was right when the last of the poor white trash moved out. About two years after I moved in, there was this one brother that was always standing out in front of his apartment building next to mine. It turned out he was the sister in-law to that fine sister who I said stayed across the street from me. Btw, she was a straight up hoodrat, who could put Pam to shame bodywise. Those bodies ran in her family. I started tapping her cousin a few years later, who had an even nicer body than she did, but not as cute in the face. I didn't even know they were cousins. Anyway, I got closer to her, and a little closer to that brother who was always standing in front of his apartment, when my homie got out of jail, and I would bring him to my apartment to drink beer, or hangout. It turned out he and that brother were locked up together. I'm pretty sure that brother was selling drugs out there.

Living right below me, was this Black elderly couple. It turned out the elderly woman was this girls aunt. I would have never known, because they were such a nice old couple. This old couple always parked their car on the main street, right in front of our apartment building. Then one evening, I heard about 6 gun shots. Somebody had riddled their car with six or seven bullet holes. This made absolutely no sense, because this was a nice elderly couple, who barely came out. The only thing I could think was, this was a warning to that brother who was always hanging out in front of his apartment, probably selling drugs. And they were threatening anybody related to him that had property. The elderly lady was his wife's aunt as well. But it didn't stop him from standing in front of his apartment. Every now and then, I'd join him, while trying to holler at that fine girl on the sly...she'd sometimes be standing with him. But the closer I got to tapping her, the more she would give out hints to my main girl. As a matter of fact, I came one inch from tapping her one Friday night, when I was driving her to Hains Point. She was already stretched out in my passenger seat. So you know we was about to get busy once we got there. But we ran into a roadblock on Kenilworth Ave, of all nights, and I had to turn around because we had beer in the car, plus we had been drinking. That sorta worked out, because me and my main girl were heading out of town that Saturday to Virginia Beach, and she was coming over early in the morning. And I would have been smelling all like butt...lol. When my girlfriend got over that next morning, I understand that crazy girl I was with last night, saw her and started gritting on her, and didn't even speak back to her. My girlfriend was shocked, because they always spoke to one another. My girlfriend was a quiet, kinda shy educated girl, but this was a straight-up hood girl...I heard she had five kids, even though I never saw none of them. Anyway, my girl didn't deserve that. If I had tapped that crazy girl, there's no telling what she may have said, or even tried to do to my main girl. Btw, I think my homie who had just got out of jail, lied when he told me that girl had five kids...even though she fitted the script. I think he lied to me about a lot of fine girls, who was very close to me in high school. I just know people who do shyt like that, never turn out too well.

Anyway, I know I went off topic. It's just that for some reason, I was the only one out of that small group of Blacks in those apartments, that had something in common with each of them. But that cutie-pie two units up the street, who wound up working on my job, was in a different category, with a whole lot more class, although she had a four year-old daughter, who she was spoiling. My daughter was the same age. Anyway, me and that cutie-pie had some serious chemistry, taking those walks together across the street to Fletchers Field, until that morning she saw me and my girlfriend coming out of my apartment. But I think she already knew about her. She just wasn't the type you would want to be your side chick. She was better than that.
 
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White people hated Blacks when they had that area. Now the immigrants have that same hatred for us after they completely took over...when we never did anything to either group. I liked those immigrants better when they minded their own business. But it probably has a little more to do with drug territory, and they now got total control of that area. But tbh, some of that turf war was starting a little after I moved in, which was right when the last of the poor white trash moved out. About two years after I moved in, there was this one brother that was always standing out in front of his apartment building next to mine. It turned out he was the sister in-law to that fine sister who I said stayed across the street from me. Btw, she was a straight up hoodrat, who could put Pam to shame bodywise. Those bodies ran in her family. I started tapping her cousin a few years later, who had an even badder body than she did, but not as cute in the face. I didn't even know they were cousins. Anyway, I got closer to her, and that brother who was always standing in front of his apartment, when my homie got out of jail, and I was bring him to my apartment to drink beer. It turned out he and that brother was locked up together. I'm pretty sure that brother was selling drugs out there.

Living right below me, was this Black elderly couple. It turned out the elderly woman was this girls aunt. I would have never known, because they were such a nice old couple. This old couple always parked their car on the main street, right in front of our apartment building. Then one evening, I heard about 6 gun shots. Somebody had riddled their car with six or seven bullet holes. This made absolutely no sense, because this was a nice elderly couple, who barely came out. The only thing I could think was, this was a warning to that brother who was always hanging out in front of his apartment, probably selling drugs. And they were threatening anybody related to him that had property. The elderly lady was his wife's aunt as well. But it didn't stop him from standing in front of his apartment. Every now and then, I'd join him, while trying to holler at that fine girl on the sly...she'd sometimes be standing with him. But the closer I got to tapping her, the more she would give out hints to my main girl. As a matter of fact, I came one inch from tapping her one Friday night, when I was driving her to Hains Point. She was already stretched out in my passenger seat. So you know we was about to get busy once we got there. But we ran into a roadblock on Kenilworth Ave, of all nights, and I had to turn around because we had beer in the car, plus we had been drinking. That sorta worked out, because me and my main girl were heading out of town that Saturday to Virginia Beach, and she was coming over early in the morning. And I would have been smelling all like butt...lol. When my girlfriend got over that next morning, I understand that crazy girl I was with last night, saw her and started gritting on her, and didn't even speak back to her. My girlfriend was shocked, because they always spoke to one another. My girlfriend was a quiet, kinda shy educated girl, and this was a straight-up hood girl...I heard she had five kids, even though I never saw none of them. Anyway, my girl didn't deserve that. If I had tapped that crazy girl, there's no telling what she may have said, or even tried to do to my main girl. Btw, I think my homie who had just got out of jail, lied when he told me that girl had five kids...even though she fitted the script. I think he lied to me about a lot of fine girls, who was very close to me in high school. I just know people who do shyt like that, never turn out too well.

Anyway, I know I went off topic. It's just that for some reason, I was the only one out of that small group of Blacks in those apartments, that had something in common with each of them. But that cutie pie up the street, who wound up working on my job, was in a different category, with a whole lot more class, although she had a four year-old daughter, who she was spoiling. My daughter was the same age. We had some serious chemistry, taking those walks together across the street to Fletchers Field, until that morning she saw me and my girlfriend coming out of my apartment. But I think she already knew about her. She just wasn't the type you would want to be your side chick. She was better than that.
I never knew the Riverdale area as not immigrant thanks for the history. I can imagine it being white then Black back in the day I remember hearing but not seeing of white people living in Hyattsville of course that area has been Black at least since the 90's and now increasingly Mexican and African.


This was definitely in line with this thread people need to know the history.

Again Thanks.
 

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This might only be funny to me, but Cafe Mozart (A german spot) gets replaced by Marrakesh Authentic Moroccan & Mediterranean (a Muslim Spot)



Somebody that works in downtown but lives in NoVa is punching air right now.
 

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This might only be funny to me, but Cafe Mozart (A german spot) gets replaced by Marrakesh Authentic Moroccan & Mediterranean (a Muslim Spot)



Somebody that works in downtown but lives in NoVa is punching air right now.

I used to go past that spot all the time when I was downtown. Never saw a customer in there wondered how they paid the rent. Kinda wanted to see if they had some marizpan but never went in.

Spot should've been closed terrible location, maybe if it was a coffee shop (already too many there) or a sitdown restaurant (too small no parking lot) you could make it but really it should be a law office there not a small ass ethnic restaurant.
 
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I used to go past that spot all the time when I was downtown. Never saw a customer in there wondered how they paid the rent. Kinda wanted to see if they had some marizpan but never went in.

Spot should've been closed terrible location, maybe if it was a coffee shop (already too many there) or a sitdown restaurant (too small no parking lot) you could make it but really it should be a law office there not a small ass ethnic restaurant.

They had a lunch special. I used to work nearby. But they probably had a great commercial lease.

DC is funny to me, so many Middle East/Mediterranean and French/Belgian places.

Like Le Diplomate has been one of the hottest places in the city since forever.

Meanwhile, the New York Times is saying Chocolate City is losing recipes

 

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They had a lunch special. I used to work nearby. But they probably had a great commercial lease.

DC is funny to me, so many Middle East/Mediterranean and French/Belgian places.

Like Le Diplomate has been one of the hottest places in the city since forever.

Meanwhile, the New York Times is saying Chocolate City is losing recipes

city is completely fried dyed and gentrified.

Yeah Le Diplomate is a washington institution I think I had a working lunch there once.
 
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