This is where the new RTA HQ is, and I had to go there to get my handicap pass replaced. Once again, I shall say that I am not racist in any way. And yet, aside from a Jewish man in a suit who had his wallet stolen, and was taken care of as quickly as I was when it was his turn, the rest of the ethnics in the room were straight off of a Jerry Springer episode. One guy yabbered on about needing his CTA Smartcard, which was in the mail, to be issued to him then and there because he was being evicted from the hotel they had mailed it to. This is where al;l the gentrification kicks in, mixing with the small industry. If I were on the Blue Line train and got off at Clinton, I would be a block away from the Greyhound terminal. I'm still thinking of going west from Clinton at street level, further west you'll see meatpacking and seafood plants. Nothing smells new, and rightfully so.