My weekend excursion to Washington, D.C., where I lived from 1984 to 1995, revealed a city that has been scrubbed up, not only with tons of glistening new construction, but pride in its heritage. It's certainly evolved since the drug-infused era of Mayor Marion Barry, when few of my friends dared to live in the District.
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