we've evacuated. we've torn down the walls with hammers while screaming out our misfortunes and frustrations as if this broken down imaginary place could absorb everything that's happened to us since this started. we know it can't. and we secretly know that we would hate ourselves if it did. so, starting from the ground up... we are the toledo skyline and we are holding out in the hopes that you have a minute to listen - to really listen - and that what we have to say is valid.