You think people are homeless now, this city is really going to be homeless then. Nobody's going to have nowhere to go. You can't go back to New Orleans.

Nobody's going to have nowhere to go.

All dressed up, with nowhere to go.

To walk is to lack a place. It is the indefinite process of being absent and in search of a proper. The moving about that the city mutliplies and concentrates makes the city itself an immense social experience of lacking a place -- an experience that is, to be sure, broken up into countless tiny deportations (displacements and walks), compensated for by the relationships and intersections of these exoduses that intertwine and create an urban fabric, and placed under the sign of what ought to be, ultimately, the place but is only a name, the City...a universe of rented spaces haunted by a nowhere or by dreamed-of places.

A lot of people think of Omaha as being out in the middle of nowhere and being a flat desert. That's not the case. It's hilly. It's generally lush and green [with] lots of trees in town.

Leon has influenced more lives, I think, than probably any single elected official in this region.