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I'm writing in response to the commentary by Chuck Leer ("The North Loop — the long view," Opinion Exchange, Sept. 4). I am an artist and rented a studio for a short while in one of the building projects he developed. I now have a studio in the Northeast neighborhood, and I have lived downtown for 20 years. So I think I'm qualified to comment. The heart of the city/the downtown core he identifies does not compare to the North Loop. The North Loop is a collection of tangled narrow streets, marked with low-level, small storefronts. The lofts pepper the neighborhood in what were once energetic industrial complexes. (In college, I worked summers in the warehouse at Our Own Hardware.) The "core," however, exposes its origins as a place for business — banking and big retail. I'm now thinking of the Dayton's Project. After many years of renovation, does it welcome the public to come in? I don't know; I've still not been in it. This is not an issue that is going to get solved by painters and sculptors. Accept the Nicollet Mall either as it is, as a destination for business, or as a relic from the past. Until someone sees it as it truly is, we might just keep on planting more trees and setting up more sidewalk activities, and it will continue to be a place to go to work or to hang out — but not a place that feels like home.
Lynn Bollman, Minneapolis
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I read with interest Chuck Leer's commentary on the success of the North Loop, where he states it all started with the artists creating art spaces in the area. My mother, Frances Addington, was one of them. She had two different art studios there, including one in the old International Harvester building starting in the 1970s. It was a great place to create, and she loved bringing my children there with her as well to do fun art stuff in the cool old building. How ironic, then, that those who were the first to help revive the area were the first to go when big bucks were to be made by converting these places into high-end housing. Those who moved to northeast Minneapolis will probably suffer the same fate. My mother is gone now, but I and my children still have our memories of that magical time and place.
Barbara Addington, St. Louis Park
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