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What strange forces of history and city coalesce at every corner! From the rooftop lounge on architect Taylor Harwick’s Fletcher Building come echoes of “The Row,” the vanished line of Riverside Avenue mansions, the “May Street School of Architecture,” and that strange little woman who wrote the 8,448 page book about Jax.

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Two decades before I was born, my mother married her first husband here, Woodlawn Baptist Church. She knew it was a mistake, she said, but she was “lonesome” and her parents were always fighting. Church was an alternate world to school, where she felt shy and awkward. Now Woodlawn Baptist stands abandoned. The firefighters’ union is considering tearing it down. It almost made its 100th birthday before it closed.