a really nice area, but a wrong turn could send you into area's rougher than any I had thought existed in he US.

For reference, the HS I attended never had stalls in the boys restrooms. For most of the time, we didn't have toilets or sinks. Fortunately, the urinals were built into the walls. My junior year, we got "new weights". They were the rusty castoffs from the local prison when they got new weights. The football team was given the task of sanding off the rust. I lived for several years in section 9 housing where we were robbed multiple times.

The worst I saw growing up was like a wealthy gated community compared to what I saw in Memphis after getting off at the wrong exit.