There’s a lot of space out here for dreaming, whenever we stop holding our own heads underwater, drowning ourselves in GHG and vehicle particulate matter that melts metals into our lungs. This could be anything.
In a city, all we’ve got is each other and we’re the better for it. Cars undo everything we’ve built: connections, community, the close-knit layering of people and ideas and relationships. We learn strangers like landmarks, look out for people whose names we don’t know. The dreamers become sentinels.
Cars rob us of our humanity, particularly in cities. My apartment is 400 square feet, paid for monthly. Each city-provides parking space is roughly 175-250 square feet, free if you have the money and health to own/drive a car.
Hennepin Avenue could be anything.