Saturday night I took the Metro up to U St., dined at Saint-Ex, went to the 9:30 club, ogled the Ellington Condominiums and Sala Thai, and dreamt of living in such a cool neighborhood.
Today I read in the Times that this will be a fiction for me, simply because of the incredibly booming property values. I bought in Virginia a year or so ago, and my property is up about 20%, but I’ll be damned if I’ll be able to afford much more than I’m already breaking myself with.
Of course, I can still want…and play the Powerball…
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