Lower Bay Station has made the unlikely metamorphosis from gross boondoggle (back in the days of unlimited budgets it functioned for six months before being dismissed as a bad idea) to artists’ muse. For Nuit Blanche, the station housed an installation on the infrasounds of cities and paranormal spirits. At last year’s Doors Open, Flickr buffs battled each other for the artsiest shots of aging tiles. As you map out your Doors Open 2008 plan of attack, I’ll let you in on a secret: Lower Bay looks like every other station. Really, does it warrant the forty minute lineup that will inevitably ensue?