In the middle of Kensington market is a great little parkette called Bellevue Square. I mean, it could be a real great place to take your kids if it was filled with teenagers drinking Schnapps, homeless punks and dog crap. On the other hand, it's go it's own sort of community charmed filled with all that. I doubt that the houses that line the park were originally intended to house dozens of poor artists and students in each when they were built, and the park was probably intended as "green space". Now it's just a spot to smoke joints with your friends, and play Frisbee with your slightly mutt-faced dog.