A skateboarder with long hair clacks down the sidewalk and veers into the street, losing his balance at the curb. He leaves the board behind him, meeting the pavement running, then turns to pick up his ball cap before retrieving the board from the empty lane of traffic. He's in no hurry: It's a warm, dead Saturday afternoon in downtown Minneapolis, and there aren't any cars coming. The only witnesses to his spill are the shaggy high school kids across the street, lining up to get into... More >>>