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Marley Station: beloved dead mall shines neon on a new culprit. (MONTAGE)

By 2026, it has achieved a cult following, receiving more attention from dead mall aficionados than most of its peers.  In fact, most of the vloggers who make a career out of documenting liminal spaces feel compelled at some point to visit this one.  It’s hard to say why this particular dead mall is so

Martinsburg snowmen: a decorative effort that pays for itself.

At this point in the winter, most property owners have either taken down all their Christmas decorations, or, at the very least, they downplay them by keeping the lights off or the inflatable blowers powered down.  The liturgical among us can certainly make a case for retaining the Christmas spirit through the Feast of the

Multi-user path in suburbia: are they biking too close to the sun?

As a person who loves bicycling, I am hardly one to cavil when a municipality installs new bike-friendly infrastructure.  Quite the opposite, in fact.  As a general rule, most places in the US are still less bike-friendly than they could be.  And while we have witnessed visible improvement over the last two decades, and I

Illuminated crosswalks embedded in the pavement. Since looking up is too much to ask.

On a recent impromptu trip, I stumbled across a mild technological innovation I had not seen before in the United States: a green glow, right at the edge of a sidewalk where I was about to cross a street—basically a feature within illuminated crosswalks. Apparently illuminated crosswalks are nothing new; the Federal Highway Administration (FHWA)

Where have all the lightning bugs gone?

I’m not an entomologist—not even of the armchair variety.  Nor am I a conservationist, or a meteorologist.  My schooling in ecology does not extend beyond a single graduate-level course that dealt with how urban development disrupts various animals’ habitat and migration patterns.  And it is that course content that I can apply against a backdrop

Defensive urbanism: homeless face hard, heavy new hurdles. Jersey style.

It’s been almost two years exactly since I featured various metal rods, rings, and ridges carefully positioned at select locations in various parks and civic plazas in Oakland and San Francisco.  Aside from alliteration, these rods, rings, and ridges shared one ambition: to prevent people from engaging in certain undesirable activities at these public gathering

Hollywood Gateway: a pocket park with a preconceived plan. Will people partake?

Far be it from me to turn into a crotchety old killjoy who lambastes every pocket park I find, but I already did it once a few years ago, for a tidy but neglected little mini-playground in Alexandria, Virginia.  Since a bigger, higher-profile, and splashier (literally) play area stands just a few blocks away, my

Heritage infrastructure in Homecroft: when evoking the past, size matters.

Many, many years ago I featured some heritage infrastructure in the quasi-autonomous Indianapolis enclave of Homecroft.  If the most appropriate descriptor for a place like Homecroft is “quasi-autonomous enclave”, it goes without saying that it’s an unusual place.  The community (which functions largely as a neighborhood) sits about seven miles south of downtown Indianapolis as

Glenwood Springs: so much to do that they could only fit some of it under a bridge. (MONTAGE)

Glenwood Springs, Colorado is a fun town.  That’s its brand.  It aspires to be one of America’s most recreationally-minded small municipalities—really more of a tiny city—and it routinely makes the top 10 lists among various outdoor-centric periodicals, as I covered once before.  Sometimes it reaches a bit further, placing on lists of all-around best and

Color choice: a gladiator match between brand green and brand red, in a strip mall coliseum.

The infamous book How to Lie with Maps initially offered a light-hearted attempt to explore how maps can entice, mislead, inflame, and generally propagandize, often without necessarily depicting anything geographically untruthfully.  Juxtapositions (not always to scale), labels, color choice, and infographics can all endow an editorial skew on what seems like objective spatial representation.  And

Where have all the lightning bugs gone?

I’m not an entomologist—not even of the armchair variety.  Nor am I a conservationist, or a meteorologist.  My schooling in ecology does not extend beyond a single graduate-level course that dealt with how