Got to disagree, everywhere I've visited or lived, the north side of town tends to be more rough.
Got to disagree, everywhere I've visited or lived, the north side of town tends to be more rough.
Where I live, if there are any areas you'd call "shitty," they're both north and south of the main downtown areas. The north areas are in the process of being gentrified.
Anecdotal evidence and pure circuimstance, coupled with baseless speculation and exaggeration for effect, completely leaving out any kind of observation that be contrary to your own assumptions; in other words all the other cities that aren't like that at all.
The southern part of my city is the best, by far.
Last edited by Noomz; 2014-11-10 at 05:30 PM.
Omaha, NE.... the shitty part is considered North O....
My hometown in Germany (Nuremberg) doesn't have a shitty part at all. Such doesn't exist there
"The pen is mightier than the sword.. and considerably easier to write with."
Our crappy areas are north and south Omaha, so it's partly true... but I still wouldn't be completely afraid to walk alone in south Omaha.
North Omaha, on the other hand, I am hesitant to even drive through, at noon on the brightest day of the year - even if I had a gun in the glove compartment. That place is like pre-Batman Gotham, except even Batman wouldn't want to try to clean up that mess.
First time I've been to ADam was during the year the city celebrated it's 850 yrs anniversary.. That was amazing.
It felt you you can eat from the pavement, everywhere.. So clean, so polished, in every corner of the city. A few yrs later that was not so much the case anymore, but still pretty decent. I like it there. Very cool city.
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LOL you chickenshit... North O is okay during the day.
I have no problem cruising all the way up north from downtown 16th st. then come back 20th.. back up 24, and down again on 30th..
Just don't use the ones in between lol
"The pen is mightier than the sword.. and considerably easier to write with."
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!