Until last year I lived in a small downtown area. Each morning I'd walk down one of the main streets, and would typically be greeted by up to 3 people. The owner of the corner store at the base of my building, my barber across the street, and then the married couple who ran the breakfast spot I frequented just up the block.

It's a small thing but it does wonders for having a sense of community. After covid, the breakfast spot shut down and my barber went to work at a different shop. The corner store is still around but I got priced out by migrating New Yorkers and had to move. I miss it a lot.