A little girl foots her scooter across the Platte River bridge. “Don’t get too far ahead,” her mother calls, as the scooter swings toward the edge of the sidewalk. The girl’s driving leg beats a steady rhythm as trucks rumble by, the river flows below, bottle-brown over white shreds of trash. There are no fish.
Two plywood staircases rise on Wynkoop: All that remains of the DNC
Exhibit Darfur sounds particularly cool.
Here’s a list of free events.