For years my Grandma Joyce had a poster of a row of tall houses painted in pastels hanging in her kitchen. I'm not certain, but I think it was a painting of Charlotte, North Carolina, and I always loved it because it looked too fresh and exotic to be in America, which stirred up my awareness of how much there is to see there. I'm reminded of that painting every time I walk down this street. And I'm grateful to be seeing this.
I bet the painting was of Rainbow Row in Charleston. My grandma had one as well and the first time I visited there I was so excited!
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