They'd [Silver Lake residents] rather have the plague come over them than be in the city of Leesburg,

On moonlight nights the long, straight street and dirty white walls, nowhere darkened by the shadow of a tree, their peace untroubled by footsteps or a dog's bark, glimmered in the pale recession. The silent city was no more than an assemblage of huge, inert cubes, between which only the mute effigies of great men, carapaced in bronze, with their blank stone or metal faces, conjured up a sorry semblance of what the man had been. In lifeless squares and avenues these tawdry idols lorded it under the lowering sky; stolid monsters that might have personified the rule of immobility imposed on us, or, anyhow, its final aspect, that of a defunct city in which plague, stone, and darkness had effectively silenced every voice.

Light rail has given Salt Lake City a new kind of ambience. It feels like a real city.

We are a plague on the Earth.

If there's a need, and that's what the residents would like to see, then that's great. Every town has a wish list of what they want, and if that's a high priority, then that's what the town should do.

I guess I didn't even realize this, but there are so many people who are city residents who actually have to put their bike in the car and drive to the ride [at other locations]. This is a great opportunity for them to just ride to Toscana, and we take off from there. I didn't realize there were so many people in the area that would do that. I really expected that we would get a lot more people driving in, parking and taking off.