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Each morning as I broken-field drive through the embarrassingly decrepit streets, I wonder how we can hope to attract good people to want to live here. On each of these mornings, as I turn in to Audubon Street from Whitney I have to negotiate deep potholes, that literally jar car. I wish this was the only place that needs help, but I would be writing for hours here.
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P. How deep is the hole?
R. Deep Hole
R. Deep Hole
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PW Failure (Visitante)
Reconhecido Department of Public Works (Oficial Verificado)
Fechado Department of Public Works (Oficial Verificado)