You know you're in a bad neighborhood when...

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...you hear automatic gunfire, but no ambulance or police sirens.

...you hear said gunfire, and can get back to sleep.

...your worst fear is getting off at the wrong stop at night.

...your mattress is supported by cinderblocks.

...your "friendly neighbors" are dealers.

...your newlywed friend down the street had to play "Saving Private Ryan" in his living room.

...you can tell it is spring by the crime wave.

...you make lists like this.
 
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In Australia a bad neighborhood is good.

All the burglars and lay abouts don't steal from their neighbors but go fishing in richer suburbs.

This noble tradition started with British transportation; it was how this nation was founded and we are a traditional kind of people.
 
...you hear automatic gunfire, but no ambulance or police sirens.

...you hear said gunfire, and can get back to sleep.

...your worst fear is getting off at the wrong stop at night.

...your mattress is supported by cinderblocks.

...your "friendly neighbors" are dealers.

...your newlywed friend down the street had to play "Saving Private Ryan" in his living room.

...you can tell it is spring by the crime wave.

...you make lists like this.

Your upstairs neighbor comes down to ask you if you have a "spike"* they can borrow.

* Seriously, that happened to me when I was living in San Franciso's Tenderloin. A spike is a hyperdemic needle. The junkie upstairs just naturally assumed that everybody living there was shooting up!
 

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