When I was a kid, all the kids in the neighborhood played outside; stoop ball, tag, regular kid shit. When I say neighborhood, I meant 3 blocks to the east, 2 blocks to the north and 1 block to the south. Any kids who lived beyond that weren't from "around our way". The other side of the neighborhood might as well been a different boro.

the south was the hood side while the north was the rich side
they really didnt fuck with eachother with some exceptions.



i dont have colors
my mmsic:
www.soundclick.com/sylana
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Brb8g8f18xE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NgNuVHrEKI

then it branched out to any neighboring division directly across the main street(s). Around Jr high it was pretty anywhere beyond our planned community a bus or bike could get me as long as I had consent.

my parents divorced when I was five so my world contracted and expanded as living situations changed. For my dad this would change on a whim as he'd live with whatever girlfriend he was involved with at that time. By the time my little brother was born in 1993, my world had expanded beyond Forest Hills (where I lived with my mom) and Flushing (where my parents grew up and my dad's mom still lived) to include Park Slope, Bushwick, Lower Manhattan.

And don't get me started on Colombia
that blew my mind for a minute as a little kid
"Grandma, you really came all that way???" is what i asked her the very first time she pointed out Colombia on a map, before my first trip at the age of 8.
To know that I am part of a world beyond my everyday one, a whole continent away.