Welcome to Copperton, my friend. Not what you expected? Good, I like surprises.
Notice the Darcy and Garver projects right in front of us as we head off the highway. Crime has exploded in that area recently. Honestly though, the city doesn't know what to do about it and could care less about what happens here. As long as the crime doesn't travel down south it might stay this way forever.
I don't remember this part being any different when I was a kid; I used to play baseball here for my school and the Copperton Middle School students would always beat us up after the games if we won, which was most of the time.
This is the real jungle. Back of the Yards. After the blackout riots in '79, this place never truly recovered. There's always been attempts to "rehabilitate" the area and its residents but the politicians up here are bigger criminals than the street thugs. Relax, the doors are locked.
I think the utter silence around here is the scariest. It still frightens me as much as it used to back in the '80s.
Don't worry buddy, we won't be here for too long. We're gonna head back to Carcer Island down the Stivers Suspension Bridge now.
This is Covington. I've always liked it here, much more relaxed than other parts of the city. I wouldn't mind picking up fares here all the time.