When I first moved to Charleston for college ten years ago, I fell hard. The accent, the food (oh yes, Five Loaves, I’m talking to you), and the sea air created this electric ambiance that inspired long-lived friendships and a lifelong respect for this magical city. From the first day, I wandered the cobblestone streets in deep conversation and picnicked on park benches and, today, not much has changed. After a recent trip, visiting my mother who has graciously retired in the Holy City, I snapped my top 10 favorite hidden streets. These are the ones I come back to every visit, but they always feel fresh and just mine.