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When a rich, fancy place gets turned into a mess by poor people moving in and acting like they own the place. It’s like the neighborhood went from a five-star hotel to a discount motel.
My cousin’s old neighborhood used to be the best. Now it’s just a bunch of broken cars and loud music at 2 a. m.
The once-great city is now covered in trash and smells like someone’s old socks.
The rich kids used to walk to school. Now they ride bikes through a jungle of weeds.