Riding the bus from the Detroit airport to the cross-border tunnel: this city is punctuated with smelters and burn off towers and exhaust stacks. There is no one on the streets- everything is a strip mall; the bus is full of the people who can't own a car in the Motor City. I've been riding this bus through this abandoned factory of a city for longer than it took to fly here from DC.
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I remember Michigan being much more beautiful. Oh wait, I never went to Detroit.
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