I missed (until today) Friday's Curbed LA post about the construction ongoings at Chicken Corner. Dakota's post declares the future site of many condos a negligence lawsuit in waiting. And, yes, it does look rather sloppy over there, now that you mention it. On Friday, same day the post went up, I happened to be trying to enjoy myself at Chango coffeehouse, with my daughter, Madeleine, and our good friend Mary. But there were trucks going back and forth, spewing yuck in the air and making so much noise fluid conversation was not completely possible. We stuck it out for over an hour. There was one troubling but semi-comical bit of business related to the construction. While we sat at our table, a street-cleaning truck -- one of those Athey vehicles with round brushes and little jets that spit water onto the street -- went by on Echo Park Avenue. Then two minutes later it came back. Then it came back again. And so on, for the complete hour. Driving from one end of the block and then back again. And then again. Sometimes it had the water spray on, sometimes, not. Sometimes, the brushes whirred around, sometimes not. That was about 10 to 11 a.m. Then, at 1:30 p.m., I drove back down Echo Park Avenue and the street cleaner was still at it. This time, I chased the truck in my car. "Why?" I asked. The answer was dust. People had complained about dust. So, all of that toxic emission, noise, and the weird circling for dust? Yes, for a handful of dust.