Yesterday on Fourth Street, a rather large group of protesters was marching and chanting down the sidewalk in support of Middle East peace. We’re not entering the international political foray here, but delighting in the unexpected spectacle of the city. It could be the flute player whistling soft tunes a block down Fourth, a strange piece of public art you hadn’t seen before, or just a citizen on a soap box. City life gives birth to a richer experience. It’s dynamic, random, and somewhat uncontrollable. There’s always something new.
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Branden founded Broken Sidewalk in 2008 while practicing architecture in Louisville. He continued the site for seven years while living in New York City, returning to Louisville in 2016. Branden is a graduate of the College of Architecture at Washington University in St. Louis, and has covered architecture, design, and urbanism for The Architect's Newspaper, Designers & Books, Inhabitat, and the American Institute of Architects.
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we had our own little protest out here in sf.
i heard this dude yesterday, walking along market, he was whistling the theme from Indiana Jones _perfectly_ and _clearly_ and _loudly_. it was the coolest.