Cycling Nowhere
I’ve been cycling all my life. It takes on different meanings as you get older – or get locked down by a virus. When that happened, I started roaming the fringes, the odd corners, of Minneapolis.
Nicollet Island Railroad Bridge
Nicollet Island, in the Mississippi in the middle of Minneapolis, has a lot of history and there’s been a railroad bridge across it since 1867. It’s changed over those 150 years: steel girders in 1893, rebuilt in 1926, modified a couple of times since, but still in use.
The Fence
The fence is part of the picture.
Brand New Minneapolis
The year is 2020. Minneapolis – my city – is going through some tough times
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