Late-summer evenings on the blocks off Market Street have a particular softness — the light goes amber, a sprinkler ticks somewhere, and people drift out to sit. Aguilarpmg keeps the lawns that make that hour look right: mowed on a steady schedule, trimmed close around posts and hydrants, hedges kept square, beds mulched dark against the heat. The work runs from the first raking of spring to the last cart of leaves in November. In a borough where the houses stand shoulder to shoulder, one tidy yard lifts the whole side of the street. That lift is the reason to do it well.