Last year, on Hampden Fest, I walked by the Royal Farms when a Hampden hoodlum said to no one something about the damn yuppies taking over the neighborhood. Even though I felt it was directed at me, I could understand where he was coming from.
Don't get me wrong. I'll be happy if one day I wake up and see no knee-length white shirts, no off-center baseball hats, and no Swastika neck tattoos, but I still could understand the guy's frustration.
And now, every time I walk by that 13.5% wine bar I feel the same way. Who are these people? Why is it so dark in there? And why is it so yellow and orange? That dude who works there, who used to work at that small Italian restaurant, what's his damn story? Hampden used to be edgy! You don't see wine bars in the movie Pecker, do you!? Damn yuppies, taking over the neighborhood!
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