there used to be obamachron construction workers getting stoned under the tracks. there used to be people camping in the thin woods beside the train embankment. now they're gone, the trees are cut down, and the camp remains have been hauled off to the landfill. there will be less habitat, rents will be high. animals and people will have to move. there's a fading mural about dancing that will soon be gone too. i'm a transplant here, but i feel nostalgic about what is disappearing.