Claim: "I believe that the solid, human fact of me can be realized in Salt Lake City."

NOLA His name is Cub and he’s sitting on the sidewalk with a pile of books and a typewriter. On my first pass down Dauphine Street, I am too self-conscious to speak to him. Unlike the other street performers, Cub is dressed in the familiar hipster chic favored by former nerds and current liberal arts students: skinny chinos rolled high to showcase punchy socks and a set of toothpick ankles, a fresh bowtie and a sweater vest and round, dark glasses.