Even Prince Has Abandoned Uptown

I have been studying this new book about Uptown Minneapolis. The aim of this book is to show residents, through the use of words and previously secret photographs, that Uptown used to have a soul, and that we have destroyed this soul, possibly by building low-income housing and allowing women to wear trousers.

One of the facts that this book bizarrely omits is that Uptown has always been a terrific place to meet smug cretins driving like wounded and charging havalinas. But who am I to quibble.