The neighborhoods we pass every day hold stories worth knowing. Richmond sits at the northern edge of the East Bay, where the hills roll down to meet the water — a city built by shipyards, held together by families who stayed for generations, and quietly rediscovering itself one street at a time.
This is where CallKarki starts. Not because it is the easiest place to sell a house, but because it is the place we know best — the corner stores on Macdonald Avenue, the fog rolling over the Richmond-San Rafael Bridge, the Saturday mornings at the marina. The stories on this page are the first entries in an ongoing series; more will be added as they are reported.
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