On any given Sunday afternoon Downtown Miami is a ghost town, just a few obscure shops open for clueless tourists lured by cheap merchandise and luggage. Downtown street rhythm is mostly a mainstream tick-tock schedule of Monday through Friday 9am to 6pm.
Just taking up public space, all county and federal buildings are surrounded by inhospitable walls and barricades, presumably to keep bad people out.
On the weekends it seems that most people on the STREET are homeless, and there are plenty out there comforted by the mild South Florida winter climate.
Like great sundials of progress, unoccupied condos loom in the near distance casting their long imposing shadows on Camillus House and parking lots.
No meter maids here. Of course , more people on the STREET... until the sun sets and the party people bring life back to a city center, but downtown nightlife is for another post. Sometimes quiet is good.