Indianapolis Through the Eyes of a Brooklynite

Note: This piece originally appeared in the Herron-Morton Times in 2005. Many thanks to the author/ my favorite writer/high school best friend for allowing H.I. to republish. TBB  When my best friend called to tell me she had purchased a “fixer-upper” in a historic Indianapolis neighborhood, I was shocked. I simply could not imagine this fiery-eyed renegade who drives like Mario Andretti, lived alone in both London and Barcelona before she could lawfully consume alcohol, and once picked a fight, a la Robin Hood, with the high school bully, existing in a city where there’s actually a bar that...

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