last night for sushi at the sushking and beer at the microbar again. (what is it with tiny restaurants? love em.)
after to the derelict hulk of a construction site across the street from the hacienda. it’s the albuq-urban version of alice down the rabbit hole. 1880s adobe belltower and lots of long, dark texas-chansaw massacre type hallways. the roof is off now and the stars shine down into a sacristy of renovation.
the three hundred dollar trespassing fine is well posted right next to the hole in the chain ink fence, and part of me wants to go spraypaint the walls in there with messages to the construction workers:
fall in love with everything.
we are stronger than everything they taught us to fear.
the site is protected in the historical register, so they can’t knock it down and build the culture of deathboxes – another subway or blockbuster or walgreens – on the contrary, it’s part of the reinvention of downtown as the natural center of 300 years of burque history.
it’s good to live across the street from rebirth.
February 23, 2007 at 7:40 am
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