i went down to get some dog money from the mailbox and back to the market to get the grapes i left there and saw a dead pigeon under the tracks and a concrete medallion built in 1919 and then i got some mushrooms and corn and purple carrots. 

then i felt the call back to ground zero. many birds were flying around eating insects and mourning the dead. i stepped through a gap in the concrete barrier and over a small black curtain and up to the orange construction fence and a security vehicle came and she said i'm not allowed to step on the property. meaning private. this is private property now.