Greetings from a portion of Seattle that never existed; or rather, that has been built over from scratch by Paul Allen.
The Cascade neighborhood was once just a stretch of decrepit warehouses and some saggy if beloved apartment buildings like the Lillian. Now the place is overflowing with shiny empty condominium developments punctuating the fake waterfall and climbing wall of REI.
This creates an eerie sense of displacement, as though I’ve taken up residence in a diorama, but again – it would be ridiculous to complain. Although I abandoned Seattle on purpose I still love this city.
