When is a street no longer a street?

That question bounced around my mind last week, when I first rolled over the collection of potholes, crevices and craters known as 33rd Avenue Southeast in Minneapolis. I had been summoned to this industrial neighborhood by a frustrated Scott Braaten of Twin City Die Castings, one of a half dozen businesses that rely on the ravaged road.

"Why doesn't the city fix it?" Braaten wrote to Whistleblower. "Why do they keep ignoring the complaints?

Braaten wasn't talking about a few divots. This unpaved quarter-mile is likely the worst street in Minneapolis. . .