I should go Live in Baltimore!

So, I just finished talking to my dad. He's a well-meaning fellow, but very silly sometimes. You think he'd listen to the person who studies this kind of thing.

Dad: We liked Baltimore very much. The college was great. I got employment ads for you.
Me: Thanks, but I don't think I like Baltimore very much.
Dad: But there were businesses there! And it seemed so vital.
Me: Well, which part of the city did you go to?
Dad: Downtown.
Me: Well, that explains it. You see, all the growth is concentrated around the central harbor area where you were. The rest of the city really isn't like that. On our field trip we walked to the mayor's office through the red-light district.
Dad: People will be people everywhere. I'll be sending you those ads.

For those of you not in the know, or for those of you who haven't heard McDonogh's famous rant:

Baltimore is the city with the website from the morgue. (It's black, and displays crime tracking statistics prominently.)
Baltimore is a city planner's worst nightmare.
Baltimore is the city where Johns Hopkins runs the universe, and everything else can go hang--and does.
Baltimore has two "growing businesses": police stations, and crackhouses.