[MichaelRyerson]

I have to admit there is a part of me that resists liking Union Station. When I look at it in all its obvious beauty I see the bones of Chinatown upon which it was built, the misdirection and bad-faith negotiations which went on in the years leading up to it. For all their utility, the parking lots and sterile open spaces do not call to me. That the mural survives is irony of a delicious sort. We'll be in Los Angeles in October and again the following June, I feel a trip to see the mural both times is the least we can do, a tiny scrap of karma sent Ms. Sterling's way.