I grew up in an okay neighborhood abutting a bad neighborhood (in the 80s and 90s the sounds of automatic gunfire were noteworthy but all too common). We didn't lock our doors (car or house) and 30 years bygone, somebody's car finally got broken into a couple of years ago.
The going logic is that the gang violence was isolated to their turf, and the property crime happened in the rich neighborhood on the other side of the housing projects. So there's sweet spots out there.
This was in the south end of Seattle. People don't break into cars willy nilly, they steal shit. My brother's car recently got broken into (he's a broke musician but lives in a more affluent neighborhood) and they took everything not nailed down, including a ratty pair of shoes and the pad he used to track his gas mileage.
The going logic is that the gang violence was isolated to their turf, and the property crime happened in the rich neighborhood on the other side of the housing projects. So there's sweet spots out there.