Welcome to my Ghetto

On Saturday night, I was walking home after work, with a massive plant in my arms when I noticed that actually Philipp and I live in the Ghetto! One wouldn't think it because mostly the streets are clean and you don't see many broken windows around, I have also never seen anyone pushing drugs on the corner but one little thing gave it away for me...

Yes, the shoes! They may not be hanging on the telephone wires, and may not look as old as the 'Traditional' Converse shoes on wires but they are hanging there and to me, that says Ghetto!!
Now, who wants to come and visit??