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In Manhattan, and its true on some level till this day; its a whole different mentality from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Queens, which I didn't know at the time - because you basically just know your neighborhood.
The suburbs: signs of life, but no proofs.
...bad neighborhoods no longer plague only urban ghettos; the bad neighborhoods have spread to the suburbs.
The roots of my music start from the ghetto.
To me, I'm the epitome of what a ghetto child is: I was raised by a single parent; I stayed in apartments my whole life; I don't think I've ever cut the grass.
There are no Muslim ghettos in the U.S.
When you say "Ghetto Fights," that sounds extremely racist.
Brooklyn, New York, and
The slums of one nation are the suburbs of another.
I think in all small towns, all kind of working class communities around the world. They are kind of similar.
As minorities and other immigrant groups become more important to our economy, the inner city is a crucible that gives us an early look at phenomena that are going to be spreading more broadly in the economy over time.
This whole urban rap thing needs to be pulled back some. The ghetto is being glorified, and there's nothing good about the ghetto except getting out of one.
Housing without people, and people without housing.
I never really thought of my neighborhood in South Philly as being a neighborhood; it was more a state of mind. For people who aren't familiar with those kinds of places, it's a whole different thing. Like, 42nd Street in New York City is a state of mind.
The same things go on everywhere, whether you're from the city, the country or wherever.
Mental ghettos are not mirages; they actually exist in palpable reality: being "open" inside one's mental or intellectual ghetto does not open its door but simply allows one to harbour the illusion that there is no ghetto and no door. The most dangerous prisons are those with invisible bars.
Institutionalized:
Ghetto stars pimped so hard for so long
they'll starve to pimp themselves behind psychic bars.
Ghetto humor is the social twin of fantasy; together they sustain the powerless, who accomplish miracles through illusion.
A ghetto can be improved in one way only: out of existence.
I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit.
It is known all over the world that there are no secrets in the ghetto and as long as you keep those secrets, you may keep your life.
When I am in the city I have the impression that I am in a living room with crystal chandeliers, rugs of velvet, and satin cushions. And when I'm in the favela I have the impression that I'm a useless object, destined to be forever in a garbage dump.
I don't know any neighborhoods where everyone's walking around in seven-inch heels and perfect makeup.
Suburb: a place that isn't city, isn't country, and isn't tolerable.
Greenwich Village ... the village of low rents and high arts.
In Harlem, I got all my black friends. But when I go downtown, I got black, white, Asian, Indian friends. There's no borders, no barriers.
The hinterlands. Where the criminals and the carnivals and the concatenating counterfeiters of no morals to speak of make a home.
Total ghettoization, because they were in charge of public housing, the local council, and they deliberately located people in a ghetto situation in order to ensure that they maintained control.
If I grew up in 'da hood,' it would make my story so much more interesting - if I had something to escape from. I had a pretty good life. My parents weren't rich; they weren't poor. I wasn't trying to escape from anything. It was always just the pursuit of something cooler.
Atlanta's a good example of a city that's quite sprawling, where there's a sharp division between where blacks and whites live, between where low-income and high-income families live.
Neighborhood grocery stores, coal yards, gas stations, cheap taverns, big old rundown houses, a few churches with blank embarrassed faces.
I had a momentary vision of Brooklands' entire middle class, its prosperous lawyers, doctors and senior managers, being confined to their own ghetto, with nothing to do all day except groom their ponies and swing their croquet mallets.
Every city in the world always has a gang, a street gang, or the so-called outcasts.
I don't want to be limited or ghettoized in any way.
ETHNOMAGNETISM: The tendency of young people to live in emotionally demonstrative, more unrestrained ethnic neighborhoods: 'You wouldn't understand it there, mother-they hug where I live now.'
In the ghettoes the white man has built for us, he has forced us not to aspire to greater things, but to view everyday living as survival-and in that kind of a community, survival is what is respected.
The trouble with us is that the ghetto of the Middle Ages and the children of the twentieth century have to live under one roof.
What is the city but the people?
I'm ghetto chic, I'm where the hood and high fashion meet
The home of the homeless all over the earth.
I grew up in Chillum Heights in the Washington, D.C. area., and it was never a garden spot. When guys go, 'Hey, when I grew up, my neighborhood was tough, and it was this and that' ... the reality is that it was just a terribly sad place. And thank God, I was able to escape it.
I grew up on 135th Street. I grew up on the poor side of New York. I grew up in Harlem.
I'm enjoying the money, the big house, the cars; what ghetto kid wouldn't?
Anybody who's lived in the ghetto knows that you don't move during the daytime. Here's why: You don't want anyone to know you're leaving, and you don't want anyone knowing where you're going.
There's so little money in my bank account, my scenic checks show a ghetto.
Detroit ... where 'mother' is half a word.
Slums may well be breeding grounds of crime, but middle class suburbs are incubators of apathy and delirium.
We have failed to fully appreciate how deeply housing is implicated in the creation of poverty. Not everyone living in a distressed neighborhood is associated with gang members, parole officers, employers, social workers, or pastors. But nearly all of them have a landlord.
I was in Vancouver, and I was in what I was told was the poorest neighborhood in North America - which I find very hard to believe because has anyone here ever been to Detroit?
I grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, where everything was in a strip mall.
In other words, bad neighborhoods no longer plague only urban ghettos; the bad neighborhoods have spread to the suburbs. This
In a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called "places.
I live in a neighborhood so bad that you can get shot while getting shot.
In Hoboken, when I was a kid, I lived in a plenty tough neighborhood.
All metropolises have one thing in common: they are made up of a crowd of lonely people
I live in the social purgatory of the San Fernando Valley, while my eldest daughter is bused to a charter school in the fantasy land of Bel Air.
L.A. - talk about a cruel city: Patients are forcibly removed from hospitals.
living in a stinking
A city full of eight million people. It was all rather lonely sometimes.
New Orleans, city of roaches, city of decay, city of our family, and of happy, happy people.
Uptown living, you've got to call 911. Where I am, I am 911.
New York City. Once it got into your blood, you could never get it out again.
In the Ghetto, I'd been trying to write for years.
Today's residential segregation in the North, South, Midwest, and West is not the unintended consequence of individual choices and of otherwise well-meaning law or regulation but of unhidden public policy that explicitly segregated every metropolitan area in the United States.
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I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago.
I grew up in what my mom will always dispute as 'the hood.' She just doesn't like the name. But it had its similarities to any neighborhood like that. The all-black neighbors and the all-black problems and the all-black happiness. And I really loved it.
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Have you ever lived in the suburbs? It's sterile. It's nothing. It's wasting your life.
Chicago, a town that's accustomed to its racial wounds and prides itself on a certain lack of sentiment.
People don't know that New York really is just made up of a group of very small neighborhoods.
In Chicago, integrated neighborhoods do not stay integrated for long.
I grew up in a very nice house in Houston, went to private school all my life and I've never even been to the 'hood. Not that there's anything wrong with the 'hood.
I'm living proof that you can make it out of the ghetto.
I come from Main Street, from a small town that's really depressed.
My conception of New York City came from rap music. I envisioned it as a place where people shot each other on the street and got away with it; no one walked on the streets, rather people drove in their sports cars looking for nightclubs and for violence.
The American Dream starts with the neighborhoods.
When you a ghetto star, when you a hood star, you gonna take care of your grandmother, your mother. When you on that next level, you gotta take care of the city, the streets.
I grew up in an inner city neighborhood called the Benson Hurst section of Brooklyn, which was a very embracing, warm, family-type neighborhood.
I'm from my hood, and everybody knows me in my neighborhood, and that's cool, I can do what I want over there, but in other people's neighborhoods, I can't.
I come from a working-class background in Queens, New York.
Prison is quite literally a ghetto in the most classic sense of the world, a place where the U.S. government now puts not only the dangerous but also the inconvenient - people who are mentally ill, people who are addicts, people who are poor and uneducated and unskilled.
The confined air of a metropolis is hurtful to the minds and bodies of those who have never lived out of it. It is impure, stagnant
without breathing-space to allow a larger view of ourselves or others
and gives birth to a puny, sickly, unwholesome, and degenerate race of beings.
Brownstone building overlooking the East River. A bunch of BMWs and
I understand that Detroit was a pretty rough place to grow up in the '70s and '80s.
Yes, Manila had its slums; one saw them on the drive from the airport: vast districts of men in dirty white undershirts lounging idly in front of auto-repair shops - like a poorer version of the 1950s America depicted in such films as Grease.
We left my birthplace, Brooklyn, New York, in 1939 when I was 13. I enjoyed the ethnic variety and the interesting students in my public school, P.S. 134. The kids in my neighborhood were only competitive in games, although unfriendly gangs tended to define the limits of our neighborhood.
In the Bronx, you have the southern Italians; in Queens, the Greeks, Koreans and Chinese; in Brooklyn, the Jewish community; and in Harlem, the Hispanics - all with their own markets.
Thriving metropolis. Home to dozens.
I go to the favelas in Brazil. It's the same in the South Side of Chicago. It's the same, or just more violent. We're trying to get them to stop selling dope. You see kids with AK-47s, and nine-year-olds with nine millimeters. You know, they don't play. They make us look like nuns.
Ghetto was from Newark and Spazo was from the Polo Grounds in Harlem. Ghetto's family lived in Harlem.
It looked like the kind of place where people were shot over the rent money.
I was raised on the streets, in hot, steamy Brooklyn, with stifled air.
Now I'm in a rougher neighborhood. The kind of neighborhood where you keep your rover doors locked and never come to a complete stop at intersections.
Like politics? I was familiar with the question, a variant on the questions asked of me years earlier, when I'd first arrived in Chicago to work in low-income neighborhoods. It
I come from nowhere Brooklyn, New York. Williamsburg, Brooklyn. These days Williamsburg is kind of a hip area, but when I grew up there, the taxi drivers wouldn't even go over the bridge, it was so dangerous.
My daughter, dad where do homeless people come from? My answer, everywhere.
What's good in the hood?
From Sunbelt to Rustbelt, North to South, East to West, once-thriving cities have become little more than drug-infested slums.
I grew up in the projects in Brooklyn, and I consider myself lucky and blessed to be where I am - just working.