Housing formerly known as Taft

In my first month as a part time Uber driver, I've picked up three people so far, all women, from the new Providence Pointe. I asked all three how they liked them.
The first rider said they were really really nice. I could tell she just wanted to take her ride in peace without entertaining me with chit chat, but her infectious smile told me she was being sincere in her assessment.
The second one, a lovely elderly lady, gushed about them for nearly the entirety of the 10 minute drive across the river to the Levee district. She loved the new (and modern) washer and dryer, the glass stovetop, and the microwave suspended under the cabinets. Most of all she liked the price, which for her, in a single unit, was just under $300 a month including utilities. She said her natural gas bill at the house she previously lived in with her aging Dad cost more than that by itself. She added that whoever gets her unit next will get a shiny new dishwasher because she doesn't use it and thinks it's an unnecessary extravagance. She's content doing the dishes by hand, just like she's done all her life.
The third rider had a different take. She started by saying the outside of her unit was already riddled with bullet holes and, knowing she had my ear, went on about the drug addicts and gang members that live in and roam around there. I asked about the screening process, to which she scoffed, "Screening process? There is no screening process!" Needless to say, she's already looking to move.
While she was the only one out of the three to have large and vocal concerns, she did concede that the units themselves were quite nice --- if they could only keep the riff raff out.
*photo credit:
WCBU