I head to work, a little drunk, a little high, what other job allows you to do that? Maybe an airline pilot, I don't know. The sidewalks sizzle. Look who's here? A mermaid lying on the ground outside the bar. Her eyes swimming.
It's hard to run a city like Los Angeles. It's a town with lots of competing perspectives on everything from the best taco truck and ramen place to the role of our streets and sidewalks. Tacos and ramen though are easy. Ask people about the streets and it can get ugly.
Despite my dad's advice to "always keep my head up" in New York, I couldn't help but notice that the very sidewalks seemed to sparkle beneath my feet, as if paved with the dust of dreams. Was this just in my imagination? Or could there really be glitter in the streets? I decided to find out.
If our cities must be dense to be competitive and sustainable, we must also look with care to the potential displacement of uses, institutions or traditions -- not to mention the artifacts we will leave behind.
What if American cities legislated brighter color amid windows, balconies planted green and encouraged flags and hanging laundry? What if homeowner associations and rental contracts required vegetation and decoration?