1.5 miles. That’s the longest the line runs.
Caught between two paradoxes, it creates the distance of the haves and the wants.
But on this 4o feet wide, 1.5 mile long line, it meshes into a clash of both.
High-rise luxury with the dirt and trash piled next door.
“Grand Opening” and “Going Out of Business” sale two doors away.
Uniforms and prison doors walk next to designer high heels and yoga mats.
It’s nothing more than an eye shut blind and a hand stretched wide.