All of the houses whereonly a couple of years old, if not brand new. The yards ranged from ¾ of an acre, to 4 acres around. And all were made of seemingly indestructible brick. Every other backyard either had a trampoline, basketball hoop, or both that got heavy use in the summertime. Kids raced go carts and motor scooters up and down the street, careful to avoid the horse dung left from one of the neighbor taking their steed for a ride.
A consumer doesn’t “need” to eat this expensive item, they may “want” to try it. 3) Customers who display variety-seeking buying behaviour will come to Lina’s to try” something new or different” vs. those who display habitual buying behaviour ( may walk by Lina’s to buy a sandwich from Tim Hortons –their usual). Family members may influence a consumer to dine at Lina’s. Perhaps for a special occasion like birthday parties or recent graduations, parents would like to “treat” someone special to a nice lunch or dinner of high quality vs. McDonalds. The business website makes it very clear that the atmosphere of the restaurant is hip and welcoming.
I don’t care. Once while a couple of my dogs and I were hangin' out thuggin' and gangbangin' late one night, a voice said to me out of nowhere " MJ, go home" I looked but there was no one there 'cept my homies. So I did the usual, I ignored it. Suddenly! The whip (car) that we were rolling in seemed to take on a mind of its own and started acting very strange.
The deer especially, are in over abundance, and take refuge in front of every building. They don’t care if you are driving at them either; they will just take their time and slowly cross the street. Sometimes they scare me because when I’m driving at night, they almost play a game of Peekaboo with me in my car. They hide while I drive down the entire road, and then at the last second they jump out and surprise me. The result is me swerving and looking like I am driving
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69). Home is a place for people to live care free, forget about the outside world, and enjoy the little things in life. However, it is difficult to call a place home when your only focus is getting through one day to the next. Jane wanted to provide these people something they could hold onto; something they could cherish. The construction of a coffee shop and a vast kitchen provided the basic amenities which the people valued.
Duneier Duneier wanted to see how sidewalk life can work where there are no salient inequalities in race and class, where the public characters on the sidewalk are seen as decent and as posing no threat to passersby. The family he’s observing is the Romps family. The Romps were there to sell Christmas trees to New Yorkers. The family is coming to the block for over ten years. There is a high degree of familiarity between the Romps and the people in the neighborhood.
He strikes me as a solider himself. Maybe it was his strong physique. He approached the monument and stood there for quite a while. I will always wonder if maybe he knew someone here at this memorial. Sitting at the site on the stone made bench positioned off to the side of the memorial reminds me of sitting in the park appreciating the nice weather and not to mention there are few visitors passing by.
Born in the neighborhood of Westside in Jackson, Mississippi, I am known to be an appreciative and helpful person because of the circumstances my life has. In short, I come from a family that didn’t have much, but from that, I learned to be caring and share what I do have with others. Generation by generation in my family, we’ve found a way out of the stigma and stereotype of blacks, be it way of being an excellent athlete or an intellectual bookworm.
In this quiet neighborhood, the children’s voices are like sirens that never turn off. One can hear “tag you’re it!”, “ready or not here I come!” or just the basic scream, “ahhhh!” from the comfort of their own bedroom. While some of the children are running around others are on their bicycles or little motorized trucks and cars. After running around, I joined the others with my bicycle. I rode my bicycle around the cul-de-sac –going up and down the hill while packing some friends as we ride down this steep slope, feeling the cold wind blow through our hairs and faces.