A two foot tall snowman had been assembled on the lawn in front of our new apartment complex. It even had a carrot for a nose. It was the first thing we all noticed as we pulled up to the place. The reviews of the apartment complex spoke of prostitutes frequenting there. For a split second, I imagined a scantily-clad woman in fishnets and stilettos, placing the carrot into Frosty's head with her fuzzy-gloved hand. My daughter quickly broke that thought by shouting loudly, "Maybe kids live here!" I explained that this complex is comprised mostly of University of Cincinnati students, kids in college. "Oh." she said. She held the door for us as we were moving the last of the large pieces of furniture into the apartment. When my daughter passed by her, I noticed that they were the same height. The two girls smiled at one another briefly. She was quiet, hadn't lost any teeth, and was Asian. She was on her way to the car with a man who looked to be he