November 9, 2014
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The infill rowhouses at the end of my street are coming along nicely.
My neighbourhood, Rabbittown, is basically at the top of the first hill of St. John's. If you look down the street to the right, you can see the top of one of our tallest downtown buildings as well as one of our tallest cathedrals, which is actually about halfway between us and that building behind it.
We only noticed yesterday that the S in Saigon is an outline map.
Back on my street, one of my neighbours is re-cladding.

You know you live in the ghetto when people put new vinyl on instead of clapboard.
One of my two furbabies waiting for me. This one is Conway (Connie for short).
The Rabbittown rowhouses look small, but they're usually surprisingly large as far as lower class shacks from the late 1800s/early 1900s go. Mine, for example, is one room wide but four rooms deep.
Don't laugh at my Kijiji style. I'll replace all this shit eventually.
And the bedrooms. Generally no closets in old St. John's, of course, though some have little nooks/crannies where closets have been added. Here's one of the four bedrooms:
And that's how we live.