Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

Jackboot Thugs


Posted on June 27, 2015 by Ivan
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Leaky and/or Haunted Pipes No. Hippie Infestation No. Missing Cat ....maybe. I circle the phone number on the want-ad and write "catch?" next to it before continuing down the nonsensical list of odd jobs that have been providing for me since I drifted here. There's a lot of strange things here and I don't understand what little I know, I'm just trying to make my next buck and see my next sunrise. Fate, having a sad sense of irony, has gifted me with a west-facing window. I shovel one las fork full of ramen into my face before draining the cup and tossing it onto the pile of garbage covering up my perfectly good trash can. As the Styrofoam clatters to the floor I groan and ease myself off the worn love seat, tossing the newspaper on my table. Clean (with respect to bachelors). To bundle a week's worth of Instant Lunch, soda cans, and food wrappers from the floor, table, counter, or other even surface for eventual disposal. One bag of trash later, I've cleared my apartment of the spoils of my last "paycheck" and throw on some clothes worthy of a trip to the dumpster. As I hoist the bags and reach for the door I'm stopped by a sudden and unexpected knocking from the other side. Strange, I heard Carolina leave earlier and nobody but ... I peer through the peep hole so find a strange woman, harmless? We'll see, there's been some heavy activity by local gangs or a cult pushing their propaganda lately. I slide the latch closed and undo the deadbolt, opening the door as far as it will, enough to see through. I peek out to address the stranger. "You're not from that Pottery Barn are you?" I eye her more carefully, determining she is, indeed, not from Pottery Barn and opening the door. "Oh, sorry, they've been harassing me lately. Can I help you? I'm about to go to the tip. I finish, indicating the obvious garbage bags in my other hand.

I V A N
These people 'round here
Wear beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces
So resigned to what their fate is


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