Downtown Louisville is a mystical place. It's 'the big city' to the folks that don't live there, a dangerous, scary place to the white people whose parents fled it with the 'end' of segregation. It moonlights as a ghost town on the weekends, an oasis of concrete, steel and glass with only a stray car or two to trouble the out of place pedestrian.
It's also a bit of a weird place. They tore down the police station to build a massive new luxury hotel so now we have what I'm pretty sure is the only international convention center & police station.
Having lived downtown for a few years, back during the glory days of the Great Recession, I have spent many an hour wandering it's concrete valleys and got to know it well.
Most days the parking lots and garages outnumber the pedestrians, so I have a lot more photos of buildings than I do that downtown city life.
All that glass makes for some fun reflections. The warped reflections reflect the warped dynamics downtown nicely too.
Structure substituting for substance. There's no heart to downtown, no soul, no community. Multinational corporate offices and hotel chains, served by chain restaurants and bars.
Makes it a perfect place for protests because nobody really gives a shit what happens to it if things get out of hand. Back in 2020 it seemed like every building grew a plywood shell with surprising speed.
If you ever happen to find yourself in Louisville, I suggest you imitate the locals and stay away from downtown unless corporate homogony or architectural photography are your thing.
There are some cool museums and a fancy new sportsball arena but aside from that the photography opportunities are all that I can recommend.