|[The sidewalk-friendly windows of Northbound.]|
These are the days of the depths of darkness, when urbanists retreat to their hearths to celebrate the city with camaraderie and beer. On this night, we will make plans for the coming springtime and the flowering of urban form. The seeds of the city are sitting dormant all around us, waiting for a helping hand. Come, raise your wrists. Make new friends and old friends and steel yourself for the helter skelter holidaze in the only way I know how.
BURP with me tomorrow afternoon!