As we crossed the Mississippi river into downtown, I overflowed into the passenger seat, seven months pregnant with my first son. My husband Tim, who was dropping me off at work, slowed down at a yellow light, rolling to a full stop in front of a new apartment development above a Whole Foods. While he looked the brick highrise up and down, I chirped in typical idealist fashion: “Wouldn’t it be fun to live somewhere like this someday? I don’t even care about owning a house, I just want to live somewhere fun and easy.”
from http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/what-it-was-like-living-in-an-apartment-above-a-whole-foods-grocery-store-252268
from waaaay over here —> What it Was Like Living Above a Whole Foods for a Year — Personal Essay
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