Rochester’s Very Own Uberlin Wall

Site of Strong Museum of Play expansion with signage

Rochester’s Inner Loop was once the envy of urbanization. That was in the 1960s, when American cities were redesigned entirely to accommodate the car as a signal of a better future, much like elsewhere. Thanks to the speed at which Kodak and Xerox executives, for instance, could shift between their offices and suburban homes, Rochester earned the reputation of having the shortest commute in all of the U.S.

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No More Mr. Nice Guy

A journalist I knew hated it when I described people as “nice.” He would make a face to imply meh, anyone can be nice. It was, for him, an empty word. He wanted something more, he needed details that opened the person up, fleshy information that he could really stick his teeth into. “Nice” doesn’t allow that. It’s too general and, especially for an entrepreneurial journalist, too boring.

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The Life-changing Magic of Crowds

A friend I once had often expressed how much she didn’t like crowds. They made her feel uneasy, anxious, she explained whenever she could. It was who she was, she said. She wasn’t a “crowd person,” but a “home body,” she always politely affirmed. Crowds were too much for her because, I was meant to believe, she had a more sensitive disposition than most. 

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Providence Circa 1998, Walking Around Cities, and Unlikely Populism

I’ve always had an amateurish interest in cities: how they work, how they’re built, what makes one likeable and another not. Walking around a new place, seeing new types of buildings and how things are organized, is one of my favorite things to do.

In college, I came across Guy Debord and Situationism, and became interested in the concept of the dérive, which gave a cool, avant-garde, and sort of subversive edge to walking around. My closest friends at the time and I actually spent most of our time walking around the small city where we we went to school.

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