For a city with such an ugly past, it’s one of the prettiest I’ve ever seen, and most certainly the loveliest in the country. Little Jerusalem evolved into a mixed neighborhood, embracing immigrants from all over Europe, as well as people of color. During integration in the 1950s and early 1960s, Black people marched along King Street, protesting against stores that refused to let them shop. In 2019, the Charleston Jewish Society sponsored a historical marker that went up at 595 King Street, at the corner of Spring. They hooted and yelled and crossed from Little Jerusalem to Bravo Boulevard, where they disappeared into Bourbon N’ Bubbles.