Along Raymer Street, the fossilized remnants of a once prodigious ivy patch….now entombed in chain link. One wonders why this was cut. No one inside the fence is trying to see out. No one passing by on the street has any reason to look in. The fresh shoots of new ivy climbing out of a weephole in the asphalt suggest it was unlikely anyone was watering this to begin with. (Ivy is surprisingly hardy and resilient in the arid LA heat) What practical concern or fit of pique put a chainsaw to the roots of this mastodon, this brontosaurus of the scrapyard?