Look: our stalwart city newspaper has their very own parking spot-turned-public space adjacent to their coffee shop on 5th Street. We somehow have missed it when Chuck Nevius blogged about its arrival a couple weeks back, but now that we've had a chance to lay eyes on it ourselves, we've got to say it's kind of lacking in the whole seating department. Just a mere sliver of wooden bench on which the paper's intrepid reporters can rest their weary legs after a long day spent out pounding their pavement.
Also, it strongly resembles a big red dumpster with some trees in it. Surely there's a message about the death of print media in there somewhere.