The square has been regarded as almost sacred for over two centuries. It’s a place of pilgrimage, a place steeped in spirituality, a place where the world-weary can come to recover their love for life.
Bounded on one side by the Old Town Chapel while the eastern border is marked by a gently running stream fed by mountains in the near distance, the site is ripe for commercial development.
Once again we are at war with the city planners; once again battle lines are drawn.
They want to maintain the status quo; we want bowling alleys and fast food.
And here is an alternative second paragraph to address the flaws of the original (and to give the piece more bite):
On one side of the space is the revered Old Town Chapel; on the other, the children’s playground on the banks of the trout stream. The property developers wait, fingering their cheque books.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ 100 word weekly challenge, found here.