Created by christopherallison
I live in a standard neighbourhood up in the Bronx. I’d say it’s half politicians trying to clean it up and half criminals trying to tear it down but I think everyone knows they’re just different coloured horses pulling the same buggey. Like they say: “He who lies with dogs wakes with fleas.”
But my neighbourhood is my home. And I’ll do anything to protect it and the people within it. From the butcher and his family to the poor couple down the lane and their many kids to my competitor restaurant across the street. We call this home.