I think my loyal bards will be interested to hear about the central branch library has been holding on to some delightful old blueprints and documents of how our older city looked. Besides some boring floor plans on loan to a local art gallery, there's a wealth of content with a capital "C" here for us to pore over if you know what I mean. First up, it turns out that Your Pal's Diner on 6th Ave. has probably been lying to the city forever about their violations! I know we all love their blackberry pancakes and waiting at the counter for an hour just to get a coffee, AND I know we're been happy to overlook how they stack their bacon above their fruit in the fridge (god forbid they ever get a walk-in) AND that several probably drunk customers have reported seeing mice or rats or very intelligent large cockroaches at 5 a.m. but we have to stop giving them leeway on this point. It turns out their fire escape goes ENTIRELY into the boarded up Dankytown nightclub next ...