I could write a book about Dot Ave and do you know what I would call it? Dot Ave. I know, it's not very original, but 'Dot Ave' is the title bestowed on Dorchester's spine. It's an evocative name. Nobody says Dorchester Avenue unless they are a GPS voice. Even strangers reflexively refer to Dot Ave after the first time they hear the shorthand moniker.
Dot = Dorchester. Nothing could be plainer. Even with long r's why does this compression of syllables make so much sense? I'll tell you. Though Dorchester is a big place with a longish name, it can be distilled into one commonly appreciated, multi-layered concept described by three letters. D-O-T doesn't just stand for Department of Transportation. DOT is also an acronym for Dalliance on Transcendence.
The middle of a bull's eye, the gold spot on a daisy, the halo over the stem of a lower case letter 'i'. You can whittle away your whiles in Dorchester and be none the worse for wear. It's a big sprawling Dot with as many smug secrets as the twin pupils in mysterious Mona Lisa's eyes. Whatever it's not, Dorchester is Dot