citizen kerry

I went to Baltimore last weekend. And although I wasn’t there to take a tour of “The Wire” hotspots, you’d think it would be hard to miss “bad neighborhoods” in a city that has become the poster child for them. At least stereotypically speaking.

And yet I did just that. I had a fine time, mind you. I had the most delicious crab cake of my life at LP Steamers. I saw lots and lots of joggers in the Inner Harbor. And without really trying, I wound up in a quaint neighborhood that looks like the West Village but goes by the name Fell’s Point. Apparently I’m going to have to put in some real effort to break out of my bubble.

in another sign of my I-live-in-Manhattan-obnoxiousness, I just spent 50 minutes wandering around Pittsburgh expecting to bump into a nail salon. I realize this begs the remark look it up, dumbass but I didn’t bother to because I was so sure that all American metropoli are dotted with these bastions of lady immigrant labor, just as NYC is.  (Nail Salons: a new economic indicator?)  While I did not find a nail salon, I did find this:

Only later with a google search did I learn that Heinz ketchup is headquartered in Pittsburgh. 

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