meador park

but no: this is not progress, this is not achievement, it is much the opposite: I am a figure on a treadmill, and my steps are delivering me nowhere: I can displace nothing; going past Bennett Street, then past Seminole Street, then continuing past Sunset, storefront-glass gives way to rot-wood houses which give way to the green sweep of Meador Park; but nothing changes, nothing is removed: I am traveling nowhere;
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 8