Munger Place Heights

There’s a little neighborhood nestled between Gaston and Abrams called Munger Place Heights, and the moment you wander in you’ll find a slice of heaven. Trees arch over the streets to intertwine, lawns are perfectly manicured, everyone hangs out on the front porch, and the neighbors not only know your name but they know your dog’s name, too. If you’re lucky enough to nab a house here you won’t ever leave, unless you love ‘em and leave ‘em like Karl Braddick does.

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