Near main and king edward. I lived there for nearly twenty years. It's like I live in a different reality now, so many homes later -- a much darker and more painful one. Every time I look at old pictures of the block, it instantly triggers those older, largely happier feelings and memories. Of a time when I was still capable of feeling okay, effortless and at ease. Those positive states weren't even the majority of my experiences there, but still the living memories remain. I don't want to regress back to that stage in life, but it's nostalgic.