Desert Living
July/August 2008

Excerpt:
I've heard of more than one business along here retreating from the daily chaos of light rail construction, but Lux Coffeebar is thriving (had I gotten here a minute later, I'd be part of that line, now stretching nearly out the door). As near as I can tell (and let's face it: pretty much the only people who spend more time at Lux than I do are the people who are paid to be here—in other words, I'm no casual observer), the loyal Lux patrons have scarcely noticed the inconvenience. Indeed, if Central were closed off entirely, it would be only a minor irritant. A column of the bleary-eyed faithful would march like ants each morning, east on Turney Avenue, across the empty parking lot (past the rarely-seen-in-the-city wildflowers out back), and through a front door they know as well as their own.