This picture is absolutely not in the City of choice.
This week, we will be seeking out some space to ourselves and doing so violently (except not at all) at where else, the Elbow Room. I’ll be riding the DART green line to the Baylor Station. First correct guess of the City in the comments gets a beer provided you show up to the establishment without a car. If you beat me in shuffleboard, you might get another. However, if I beat you, that’s a beer on you. Not on you literally like I get to pour a beer on you, but that would be a Hefeweizen on your tab and in my belly.
You aren’t going to get much in the way of hints this week either other than the architecture of the buildings, its similarity to the towns of my youth, has been remarkably preserved, not coincidentally has no major interstates running through it, and the knowledge that one of the worst Presidents in history made their homestead here. No jokes about Dallas please.
