DC is my second home, worked there for more than 40 years. Just retired a few months ago after being laid off. I have to go to Dupont Circle for a dentist appointment soon and I can’t believe I’m nervous to go into my beloved city.
“I can’t believe I’m nervous to go into my beloved city.”
Beloved? What exactly is there to “love” about the swamp?
There are high quality dentists outside the city.
That is truly sad.
The inmates have taken over the asylum.
I’ve spent a lot of time there. My daughter lives there. Not going again, maybe ever.
I recall that being about like Castro Street in San Francisco.