The six-corners intersection itself is exposed — three wide streets meeting at angles that let sun in all day. But walk one block in any direction and Wicker Park’s residential grid takes over: 1890s workers’ cottages and greystones under an elm-and-maple canopy that survived because the neighborhood never widened its side streets.
These picks orbit the intersection without standing in it. The 606 trail’s planted berm is the western anchor; the park’s namesake green is the southern one.