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Through the careful selection of furniture, lighting and acoustic materials to support eating together; in the careful visual location and visual access to kids' play areas around and inside the common house; in the consideration of scale and distribution of social gathering nodes in and around the community to support our daily lives, all of these spaces help contribute to and elevate the sense of communitas in each community.
Many, many, many, many years passed before I could return to my house.
If I told you there was a bug in your house or bacteria in your sink, there was a human-devised solution for that, a product to eradicate, exterminate, disinfect.
And so for the next four years, I uploaded more and more videos to the Internet, and they got better and better, and we made enough money through brand deals and commercials and iTunes sales to buy a house.
We have a program called "Albuquerque Heading Home," a Housing First model where we house the chronically homeless, and when I told my community we wanted to do that differently, I said there's a smart way to do the right thing.
The last time I was at his house, his brother said, "Hang on a second, Daniel's not ready.
Do you talk to the woman who walks by your house every day with her dog?
And after my grandfather passed away, my granny was able to keep that house because she had his pension and his health care from a state job which he held, which again, would have never been given to a black man before the anti-discrimination act of the 1960s.
To cope with the influx of refugees who are fleeing Somalia, where there is famine and conflict, the UN has built this area gridded out at left called the LFO extension to house more and more refugees who are arriving and occupying these white dots, which are actually tents which will slowly fill up the area over time.
Looking back, I now realize that the Sufi house had a real culture of meaning.
And when I was a second-year undergraduate studying physics at Cambridge, I remember spending an afternoon at Nana's house in Urmston studying quantum mechanics.
I remember the house we lived in in Ilorin, in Stadium Road.
You know, I could paint the whole house if I had a chance, but when I grew up, I knew being an artist was not an option, so I wanted to be the person my parents wanted me to be, so I went to law school.
He threatened to shoot me once when I played in the garden as a kid, and many weekends, shaven-headed National Front activists arrived at his house and emerged with scores of placards screaming that they wanted us to go back home.
When you go home tonight, take a look in your house.
Think about how your house was built or your kitchen renovated.
The general contractor selects experts because it takes years to learn and master how to do each of the tasks it takes to build a house or renovate a kitchen, some of them requiring special training.
At my university, I'm one of the few faculty members of color, and growing up, I experienced my family's social mobility, moving out of apartments into a nice house, but in an overwhelmingly white neighborhood.
Six years ago, my wife and I, we packed our stuff, we sold our little apartment in Spain, and for the same money we bought a house with a garden and little birds that come singing in the morning.
How many of you in here have some experience living in a mud house?
The character only needs to stand on a balcony, look forlorn, and walk back inside the house.
It aches in that space where his tooth would be, where his land would be, his house, his wife, his son, his beautiful daughter.
The family had a small shed on the side of the house, so I said, "Could I sleep in my sleeping bag in the evenings?"
And the house that I had spent time in was empty.
And she said, "He's saying, 'Who the hell are you to walk into my house, some rich American with your cameras around your neck, accusing me of enslaving my niece?
Well, there was an American Maryknoll priest that I had met in the course of doing the story, who had 75 children living in his house.
For him, the idea that just the image of this house was enough to bring Prince there meant that it was possible.
Passersby would ask me, "Why are you painting that house when you know the city's just going to come and tear it down?"
In the swamps behind his house, he found a plant that would spring shut every time a bug would fall in between it.
And there, I set up a new kind of publishing house.
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