Chicago industrial vignettes sparkle on the fiberglass hide of this downtown sentinel. No black bull with blood in eye, no toreador in gold lame, rather ornamental cows amuse the passerby. In the canyons, crayon cars swizzle through wet streets seeking pedestrians for blood-sport.

The dark Al Capone-green Chicago River flows just out of sight. Prior to 1900 the river flowed into Lake Michigan. Much sewage accumulated, and people began dropping like flies from cholera and typhus. In a triumph of engineering, the course of the river was reversed, locks were built at the mouth of the river, and the other end of the river was connected to the Mississippi river. Chicago sewage was successfully transferred downstream.