First the fire at Cafe Vita, then the blown transformer and the power outage, and now another fire—all in our handy two-block radius.
Fire trucks and police cars are out at Broadway and Pine. Everyone’s working, but unhurriedly. An officer at the scene says it’s a small fire in an apartment or condo unit next to the Egyptian: “It’s small, everything’s under control.”
As a city hall staffer said about the power outage just minutes earlier when I passed him on the sidewalk: “Infrastructure is king.” Spoken like a true city staffer. I wonder what our infrastructure has in store for us next.

“I wonder what our infrastructure has in store for us next.”
Dear lord not the Pike/Pine sewers – gastropub toilets exploding all over, stormdrains gushing rivers of locally sourced artisanal muck.
You could have the shiniest infrastructure and the smartest grid ever (which we don’t. We have the smartest grid of 1937, which puts up ten years ahead of the curve) and you’ll still have outages.
You wanna find out what’s in store? Cut spending on maintenance and you’ll find out soon enough.
So what you’re saying is, there’s a rash of incidents, and the only common denominator is proximity to Stranger staff.
Over dense obsolete cities are decaying in explosive wonder.
Welcome, Detroit…a clean tunnel below to ferry us around the knife carvers.