Oh sweet Athenaeum

It's 3:33 pm and i just crossed Southport from my sort of legal parking space. An UPS driver (female too) just gave the best curse out to a driver that ran a red light. There she was half in and half outside her nonexistent door. "it's red! It is RED!" she swears up and done.
Horns sound in every direction.
I escape to the Golden Apple.
I find the idea of a pecan waffle can only bring me closer to the present. I look across the street to see the great Athenaeum. She looks good. Proud and sporting a new sign.
Oh she is a sight for sore eyes... Ooh my pecan waffle is getting cold.