I am standing by the intersection of Seventh Avenue and Baseline.† In my little frame, I see a small grocery/liquor store that is connected to a tire/rim shop.† The entire building is painted a bright yellow.The color of the building is so vivid, that no matter where you are in this intersection, your attention is drawn to this structure.† One thing I notice about this area is how many people are out and about on a Friday afternoon.† Six young, Hispanic men are hanging out in front of the rim shop.† The guys are messing around and joking with each other.† I canít tell if they are employees or customers, but the guys are obviously comfortable in front of the shop, like theyíve spent quite a bit of time in that spot.† Numerous people are standing at the bus stops, as well as several people walking the streets holding bags and other belongings.† Wow!† These people must get so exasperated with the amount of time that is involved with traveling on the public transportation system.† A ten-minute car ride for me must take forever on the bus!Even though so many people are milling around, something I donít see in my frame is a public restroom.† On three of the four corners of the intersections, there are convenience stores or a grocery store, yet none of these house a public restroom.† Also, in this area, there seems to be a lot more pedestrians than in other parts of the city, so I wonder if there are adequate facilities.† I notice the lack of restrooms, because in the area where I live, most of the convenience stores are fairly new and almost all have a public restroom.Ironically, I donít even think the restroom would be as necessary in my area, because most everyone has a car and can search rather quickly for a restroom.† I know this topic seems trivial, but I really wonder how people, and specifically parents of toddlers, cope with this issue.

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