There’s a heat along the Atlanta Streetcar route where I shoot A Streetcar Named Aspire (30 new photos just added), and not just from the blazing July sun. A Do the Right Thing heat, a slow boil, a measured tension just bearing down, pulling from the sides, pushing. Agitating molecules. Bang, bang, bang — investment, construction, change. But there’s a love there, too. And it’s trying to hold on.