>>48189167>real citiesMaybe if you live in some mass-produced suburban mess like my parents.
Where I live, it's a big jumble, varying elevations, houses of different ages; we've got an elderly lady living on a hill to herself that I keep swearing she must've died in since she never has her lights on or anything, but every now and then she'll have some relatives drop by to check on her and mow her lawn. The only obvious sign someone actually lives in the house is that there's one of those little electric candles in her window for most of the year, but whenever we get a power outage, the light goes out for a week or two.
Another woman that lives in our area is a hoarder, her house is packed tight with all kinds of random shit, but she's a nice lady and for some reason she decided to start beekeeping in her front and back yards.
None of this even mentions how half the houses in our town are practically ancient, old-ass wooden shacks that their occupants have been living in since who TF knows how long ago, or how there's all these weird-ass back roads leading to who TF knows where that nobody takes because there's NO TRESPASSING signs all over the place once you're 20 feet in.
