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We walked past the Eiteljorg Museum, devoted to Native American art… “Weird, when I was a kid, I felt like the Eiteljorg was in the middle of nowhere practically,” I commented. “That’s because it kind of was,” my mom explained. Now it feels like an integral part of downtown, surrounded by parks, cafes, condos, and other museums. It just needed to be connected. Continue reading →