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Economic and Racial Transformations 1885-1923

Cristina Meehan First Year Seminar Second Essay- West Duval Street: Economic and Racial Transformations 1885-1923 March 23rd 2011 At the end of the Civil War, Richmond, Virginia, is a blank canvas. Richmond’s social hierarchy is shattered by the abolition of slavery and … Continue reading

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20th Century Sense of Place on Duval Street

Cristina Meehan FYS Paper: Third Essay Duval Street A Sense of Place 4/18/2011       Places are defined by their sense of place. Sense of place is the subjective attachment of a person to a familiar place. This subjective experience … Continue reading

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Duval Street Loses Steam.

In the mid-1900s Duval Street started to experience reconstruction and construction improvement that gave it a new image and purpose in the city. The majority of Duval Street photos from this time period are associated with the Central Improvement Association … Continue reading

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The Boundary Line

Cristina Meehan FYS Paper #1 Duval Street: The Boundary Line 2/20/2011 What images does the word ‘boundary’ invoke? What is a boundary? Is it a wall, a fence, or a street? Does a boundary keep something in or keep someone … Continue reading

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Preliminary Research Duval Street: The Boundary Line

Duval Street borders the Richmond Petersburg Turnpike and is located at the NNW corner of the grid of streets that make up the bulk of downtown Richmond. In many news stories I read on the Richmond Daily Dispatch, Duval Street’s … Continue reading

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Week 4 Question

The reading expert from All Over the Map: Rethinking American Regions brought up some very interesting psychological phenomenon in how we form schemas of regions. Regional identities seem to be abstractly defined and affected by many factors. Throughout the paper … Continue reading

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The Privileges We Abused.

From the window of the bus I felt like a spectator in a foreign land. The uniform brick buildings and rigid partitioning of the streets reminded me of a jail. Each public housing unit was a jail cell and seemed … Continue reading

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