The difference between this side of town and west of the interstate is telling. Despite the plethora of homeless folks in the downtown parks, Sweet Auburn was something else. There was something electric about that place, like a storm brewing...an intensity I felt as I walked down the street. Terra probably would blame it on the heat, but it felt like sacred ground. It was as if the people who walked these streets 30, 40 & 50 years ago still inhabited the place.