" Get off the Expressway, and go south a mile or so, or half a mile north toward the Zoo; drive in and out through streets whose names are posted at the soul’s intersections — Fox, Kelly, Longwood, Honeywell, Southern Boulevard — and you will find blocks that feel so much like blocks you left long ago, blocks you thought had vanished forever, that you will wonder if you are seeing ghosts or if you yourself are a ghost haunting these solid streets with the phantoms of your inner city. "

― Marshall Berman , All That Is Solid Melts Into Air: The Experience of Modernity