A Neighborly Circle Jerk

There is a nice patio at Circle Bistro, just off Washington Circle. It used to be full of fun and happy people.

Now it is empty. Unused, unloved, a wasted space.

Why? Because the neighbours, in their love of quiet, hatred of fun, need for vigilance, made the hotel close this great little patio.

Now I look longingly at seats in the sun, the last rays of summer warmth, wasted.

Thanks neighbours!

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”

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