Under the flat gray skies of an early fall afternoon in north Minneapolis, the intersection of Penn and Dowling avenues is a melancholic place. The northeast corner is occupied by a big fenced-in graveyard, the Crystal Lake Cemetery. Across Dowling is a hair salon with half its siding missing. On the southwest corner, there is the Gas Stop, a battered little filling station of a size no one builds anymore. The fourth corner, the northwest, seems entirely unremarkable: a plain rambler, a patch of grass, and a bright yellow... More >>>