Sad City

Recently, I moved into a neighborhood known as the sad city. The reason it's called that is because the people are poor. I always hated to live here, but here I am now, and I'll have to accept it. Tonight, as I was doing pullups in the children playground, I looked up and saw bright stars in the sky. This, along with the night view, are two of the things I enjoy about this neighborhood. I guess life isn't that bad after all.