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“Dear PoPville,

Just wanted to share an amazing experience I had getting my 18-month old daughter’s first dose of the covid vaccine at the Ward 4 Covid Center on 13th St. this morning (Wed.) The DC Covid website hasn’t been updated yet and I got all of my information from Twitter, so wanted to share our experience in case it helps another parent.

I was expecting big crowds, so we arrived an hour early at 9 am before the Covid Center opened at 10 am and we were first in line. (more…)


“Dear PoPville,

I was walking up 14th street near Trader Joe’s, and I noticed a guy in his late 30s or early 40s wearing a shirt that I had once owned. The shirt was actually designed by one of my college friends, and then he sold the business.) The picture below is pink, but the one the stranger and I shared was light blue.

As I’m from Texas, and most of my friend’s sales were local, I was surprised to see one in DC. (more…)


“Dear PoPville,

I have some neighbors who operate a junk hauling business from their house. They regularly park 2 beat-up pickup trucks filled with junk on our street. It’s annoying to look at and they take up lots of space but I’m not sure much can be done about that. Our street is RPP zoned for 2hr parking M-F.

Now however, they have procured a large flatbed tow truck and have been parking it on the street as well. (more…)


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“Dear PoPville,

I was wondering if I can get a little help with my attempt to get my scooter back. It was stolen out of my garage in Ivy City yesterday and I’m devastated.

A little back story: when the pandemic first hit I was working at NBC4. I was living in NoMa with roommates but decided to stay with my partner and her family in McLean since she drove and the metro wasn’t running. I also worked the overnight shift so the metro wouldn’t have been any use to me anyway. Anyway after the first case of Covid at my job, my partners family freaked out (for good reason) and I got the boot back to NoMa. For months I biked in the sweltering summer heat from NoMa all the way to the tv station in Tenleytown. I’d bike in the rain, at midnight, during the curfew due to the George Floyd protests. As the summer months tapered off and things cooled down I grew to enjoy that peaceful bike ride but i still was fearful that one late night someone knucklehead would try to knock me off my bike. One night after a long shift my mom drove from Baltimore to surprise me with a motorcycle helmet for my new scooter that would soon ease my fears biking home alone at night and my tired body from biking up Woodley Rd in the summer heat. I loved that scooter. It gave me freedom and safety in a time when my world was very scary. My mom who doesn’t have a lot of money bought me that scooter. She worked hard for it. I worked hard to maintain it. (more…)



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“Dear PoPville,

Yesterday afternoon (June 16) during major flight delays/cancellations at DCA, I got chatting with this tall bearded man in the American customer service line. We were both on the same cancelled flight to Boston, where he was going with a group of buddies to watch a tennis tournament.

We shared some laughs, swapped flight stories over to-go margaritas (thanks, El Centro!), and I felt we were vibing! We’re both DC residents and I should have asked for his number.

If you’re out there, I’d love to continue chatting over margaritas after our New England adventures!”

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“Dear PoPville,

I was at the last yoga class at Franklin Park on Monday evening. (more…)


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