There's a kind of hush that is specific to old-growth suburbs, a quietness that swallows all sounds, creating a vast and inherent stillness.
I have lived in noisy places for longer than I ever lived in all that quiet, but the appeal of it isn't lost on me—especially during dark nights.
While there is a great deal that isn't known about the stories of people reporting suspicious drones in the skies, it seems important to bear that last bit in mind.
I like walking back from the train station down those quiet sidewalks, aware that it was a nice place to grow up, but I’d go insane living there again.
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