Rows and rows of homes, cut from the same cloth, pine, bricks, mortar, copper, ceramic. Surging with the same electrical currents. All full of humans with similar anatomy and physiology. Yet how many histories reside in this neighborhood? Literally millions. Histories of families built on histories of individuals built on the history of the world. Post Oak Subdivision, Kyle, Texas, Earth.

(Incidentally, this is as well manicured as anyone will ever see my back yard.)