A couple weeks ago, while walking around our new neighborhood my wife and I walked passed a little corner courtyard. Behind the space's high metal fence, all locked up, was the statue of a man, seemingly very intent on proclaiming something to someone. The empty rows of benches all facing the statue added more mystery.
It wasn't until last night at a Corktown neighborhood meeting about violence, homelessness, and gentrification that I learned who that caged man was.