Map of the city posted on my wall: triangle town. Central grid slides into scrambled jam of curves and corners. Straight streets in center point to outer edge where meandering lanes stumble, switch direction, stop. The old are rigid in their ways. Every connection measured, regular, predictable. Avenues count off in each direction. A place for everything, and everything in its place. Why change what works? Meanwhile, newer neighborhoods swagger and swirl. Flirting with danger, they never touch. Have they discovered truth or lost their way?