These houses are BEAUTIFUL to me. They are not in my neighborhood or even close by, but are dear to my heart because of where they are. These houses are a handful of historic houses that are left in the South Side where I went to High School school. Literally its like night and day driving down Dr. Martin Luther King Blvd and seeing these beautiful houses to the left, and then looking to the right and seeing houses falling apart due to poverty, drugs, and crime. These houses tell a story. They were once the homes of the elite back in the day, and its nice to see that they are still standing. Some even have indoor pools, elevators, and guest houses. If only these walls could talk, what story would they tell?