I live in Marda Loop. I’m also a longtime small business owner. And after more than three years of so-called “progress,” I can say without hesitation that our neighbourhood has been transformed — not into the vibrant retail hub we were promised, but into a case study in municipal mismanagement.
Every morning I lace up for the gym. That simple act shouldn’t require a degree in cognitive science. Yet, navigating the overlapping, contradictory detours has become a daily mental exercise more exhausting than the workout itself. One day the sidewalk is open, the next it’s fenced off. A sign points left, another points right, and crews — when they appear at all — seem to be doing more smoking than building.
This is not hyperbole. The Marda Loop Main Streets project was sold to us as a straightf