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Perlroth Avenue

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“Perlroth Avenue?” We call it “The Driveway” around the neighborhood.

Perlroth was a family name of one of the founding families of the rebuilt city.  The Avenue was originally one long driveway from the old city to their mansion. It was lined with long drooping willows that provided shade for all who traveled it. A fire, two wars, and some reversals of fortunes later, the area around the driveway (and the mansion and the fields) is now a neighborhood of nicer city homes, shops, and cafes (which the area is known for… which all stems for one of the Mrs. Perlroths famous hospitality).  The avenue and all the various streets off the avenue (and parallel to the avenue) are lined with the long drooping willows. The shade is a welcome relief to the heat of the city.



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