When my client Lucy and I discussed the project for the Franklin benches I remarked on the sculptures that seemed to have taken over the city's down town. Her comment was that there is art that is bad and then there is that which is just awful. I can add that beyond that there is that which sucks the air out of your lungs and leaves you breathless. This especially hits home because I just recently returned from Peru with pulmonary embolisms (blood coagulates faster at high altitudes) and it took only a little effort to leave me gasping for air. Out of the hospital, stabilized, and with time on my hands, I set out for Franklin to see what had become of the benches I designed and delivered in April in time for the high school students to submit their enhancements. The idea of the project was to provide a canvas to engage the students and give them something to do besides shooting up. Franklin is one of the epicenters of New Hampshire's growing heroine craze...