Is it black enough that two white guys from out of town would stand out?
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ita, if it's contemporary, Prince George's County is a good choice for the suburbs; some neighborhoods in DC are having an influx of well-to-do people (raising the question of whether "gentrification" can refer to non-whites). Petworth, perhaps, or Shaw, or Columbia Heights. If you wanted to set it in the late 19th/early 20th century, Georgetown used to be predominately black, although fairly working class.
And, for your amusement, there's a neighborhood called Trinidad. Not middle class ... but I used to be able to start my day off by catching a bus to Trinidad.
It's contemporary, yes. I'd love to think black people can gentrify. Lord knows we can be snotty enough.
There was an article in the paper as to whether gentrification was strictly a white phenomenon, since the affluent blacks moving in were also displacing older residents who couldn't keep up with the prices and escalating taxes, which is why I mentioned it.
The neighborhood around Howard University might work - the students tend to be from upper/upper-middle class families and are known for being well - or at least very fashionably - dressed. It's Le Droit Park, fyi.
I need it to be a family neighbourhood, although making the mother a university professor would work really well (although it would really smack of me writing my life).
Le Droit Park isn't exclusively university people - it's a long-established neighborhood.
Amazon's Gold Box Deal of the day is the Complete Set of Daria dvds.
Just had to share. While poking around on Amazon trying to replace my favorite necklace, I saw this: [link]
Which seems to be coming in without a picture, so it's second row left on this page:
They also seem to be fond of the cephalopods, tommyrot.
The good news: I got antibiotics and codeine for the Martian death flu.
The bad news: When I went to get ID to check in with, my driver's license wasn't in my purse. I can't remember the last time I took it out for something, so I don't even know where to start. Also, since antibiotics aren't magic, I still have no brain because the microbes ate it.