...Jersey City?
I was home for a week in early September, usually the best time of year to be in town, but this year, it was humid, hot, and miserable, with record-breaking temperatures for this time of year.
Still, on the mornings I stayed overnight in the mother-in-law suite of my own house, I'd walk over to Grind, the delicious coffee shop on Communipaw. And pass this row of houses.
As long as I've lived in JC—on and off since February of 1988—I've coveted these beautiful brownstones near Liberty State Park. I might even have been able to afford one if I'd bought back then.
But I'd never have managed the renovations. I can barely handle my current house, half the size of one of these.
I was home for a week in early September, usually the best time of year to be in town, but this year, it was humid, hot, and miserable, with record-breaking temperatures for this time of year.
Still, on the mornings I stayed overnight in the mother-in-law suite of my own house, I'd walk over to Grind, the delicious coffee shop on Communipaw. And pass this row of houses.
As long as I've lived in JC—on and off since February of 1988—I've coveted these beautiful brownstones near Liberty State Park. I might even have been able to afford one if I'd bought back then.
But I'd never have managed the renovations. I can barely handle my current house, half the size of one of these.
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