RIP, Reflections in Time

A couple weeks ago we were walking home and checked out this dumpster. A drunk man came up and started telling us he was the building manager of the apartment kitty corner, had lived in the neighborhood for years and was tired of the "auto repair shop sob's who keep evicting businesses to make room for more garages."

Apparently, the auto shop on the corner owned the whole block, and had been kicking out businesses and slowly gutting the building to, indeed, make more space for the shop. We went back a month later and they are almost done, almost a block full of garage doors.