October 15, 2016
Weather permitting, I walk home from the gym almost every morning. I have walked up every Avenue from east to west, and have varied my route, zigging and zagging and twisting and turning, but I feel like I've seen "everything" more than enough. I don't like the new development happening on the far west side and avoid that as much as possible. How I wish there were a super-secret Avenue, like Twelfth or Thirteenth, that magically awakened in the shadow of the new construction, to say, "Hey, look, I've been here the whole time. I think you need me now."