Renowned city planner and housing advocate Alan Mallach assesses the problem of vacant properties in the United States and recommends mitigation strategies for local officials, nonprofits, and community leaders. Vacancies in the United States skyrocketed during the Great Recession. While many cities with robust demand for housing have recovered, the picture is very different in the nation's legacy cities--the former industrial centers of the American heartland. The examples in this report illustrate creative strategies to reduce the harm caused by vacant properties, jump-start housing markets in struggling neighborhoods, create the potential for future revival, and transform vacant properties into community assets.
The house next door to the Kennedys appears to be haunted by an all-pervasive evil, and the couple watches as a succession of owners becomes engulfed by the sinister force, until the Kennedys set out to destroy the house themselves.
Auschwitz-Birkenau was an empty space waiting to be filled with death and misery. In the lingering void in which I was standing, the images of that past horror needed to be present. Those who had suffered had shared memories which were ...
“That Affair Next Door” is a 1897 detective novel by Anne Katherine Green. The story revolves around a mysterious murder that has taken place in an otherwise unremarkable neighbourhood.
The original series from the Master of Fright--now a major motion picture in theaters October 16, 2015!
In fact, she outsmarts all the professional men. ‘That Affair Next Door’ (1897) is Anna Katharine Green’s eighth in the Detective Gryce series, but the first of several in which the unlikely pair, Miss Butterworth and Ebenezer Gryce, ...
Mary Poppins and the House Next Door
We went into the library, and there, consulting the map, Colonel Fitzgerald and General Huguet discussed where I might go that afternoon. The mist of the morning had turned to rain, and the roads at the front would be very bad.
Mrs. Klopton sailed to the door, where she stopped and wheeled indignantly. ... She said there was a black figure sitting on the parapet of the house next door—the empty house—and that when she appeared it rose and waved long black arms ...
He stepped forward. Her eyes widened and she stepped back. “Chuck?” “PJ?” And she crumpled to the floor. Had he been able, he 'd have caught her before she landed. His injury-induced limitations hampered him in his rush to get to her.
... and finally realized they were coming from the house next door, crawling through the breeze blocks in my wall.” “Yeah?” “So I looked at the house next door.” I looked too. The next-door house was vacant, with a realtor's sign.