The entire city is a sort of physical interface but, to keep my life interesting, I focus on the sometimes-forgotten details. Sure, there are important things like street signs, and less important but more prominent things like billboards which, together, form a narrative that shapes the urban experience. But, it’s in the nooks and crannies of the city where the traces of a more compelling narrative are to be found. For instance, when I wonder if there is beauty in OTR, the urban interface provides an answer. “Yes. Yes, there is.”
Where? Why, at Below Zero Lounge on Walnut St.
And, what’s beauty if it doesn’t command an audience, here in the form of a surreptitious surveillance camera?
Lastly, Wilkymacky is one of those words that I’ve tried to introduce into the lexicon of Cincinnatisms. It could be a cross between “willy-nilly” and “mackin.” Maybe that doesn’t entirely make sense, but it doesn’t not make sense. I think there’s definitely a place for it.