My question about my readings is why is excluding people from public things legal? For example, if someone were to, say, build a barricade to their door, is that not illegal?
In order to keep my blog more organized, I have done many things. Firstly, I changed my front page to display the most recent posts rather than my about page. This is in case a link I submit fails to work, my post will still be easily accessed from the front page of my blog. Hopefully, this will prevent me getting any zeroes for work I have already submitted.
Another thing I did was create many categories for the many different projects we are going to be doing this semester. For example, I created a Built Environment Description category. As more and more projects come along, I will create more categories to go along with them.
Finally, I went back and sorted through all of my old posts and put them in the correct category. For example, I had put a couple of Annotated Bibliographies under SOS by accident, so I created a new category just for them. All the posts on my blog are now categorized. All in all, at this point my blog is the easiest to navigate out of the whole time it has existed.
Recently, I organized my blog to make things easier to find. Firstly, I made the home page display my most recent posts. Secondly, I added many new categories, for the many projects we are doing. Finally, I went back and sorted all of my previous posts and put them in the category they belong in.
As the doors are opened, customers are immediately assaulted with a barrage of noise. The brick exterior of the market does a grand job of keeping the noise of the hustle and bustle of the Auburn Curb Market inside its own boundaries. Among the noise is the soft roar of the crowd, sneakers squeaking against the cement floor, and the saw of the butchers cutting meat.
A walk around will expose food enthusiasts to a large variety, from butchers that boast “whole hogs” sold and farmers selling fresh produce to more modern stores such as coffee shops and multiple burger restaurants. The smell of these places is a strong mix of all of these, which makes for a very pungent odor, likely due to the fact that the entirety of the market is indoors, leaving no exit for air, which, in turn, causes the air and smells of all of the restaurants and shops to culminate into one.
The people that occupy the market themselves are interesting. I was surprised to note the diversity of the customers, from people that appeared to be lower income to people that were clearly upper middle class. The great diversity of customers was very close in comparison to the diversity of shops, which as diverse in product as they were in price.
It is of importance to note that I went to the market on a weekend, which is likely the time at which this particular market is busy. It is very likely that if one were to go to the market at a different time or date, the crowd would likely be thinner, creating a different experience to the one I had myself.
Towards the exit, a very modern coffee shop with glass windows boasts a large selection of coffee on a blackboard that sits behind the cashier. The contemporary design of this store is emphasized when juxtaposed with the store which lies directly to its right, the aforementioned farmers market with a rustic presentation.
In the center of the market was a Farmer’s market. The various vegetables and fruits all smelled of dirt, as if they had been freshly harvested. Among the produce were potatoes, carrots, and, most predominantly, watermelon. The products themselves were in crates atop what seemed to be stands, a very classic, almost rustic, design choice for displaying vegetables and fruits.
The crowd itself consisted of many different types of people. Both people that appeared middle class as well as lower class roamed the aisles of the market in search of food. Not a single store seemed to be devoid of activity as the crowd was dispersed throughout the market, save for a few stores around the rim of the market.
As I first entered the market, one of the first things I noticed was the loud roar of the area itself. The crowd talked amongst itself and to people that own the stores they were shopping at. The high-pitched squeak of people with sneakers rubbing them against the stone floor. The most distinguishing sound was that of the butchers’ saws. They made a high pitched sound as they cut through meat.
Should we include pictures of the buildings in our project or just descriptions?