Friendatella dropped by the other day to see Bow, and we three went for a walk. Along our stroll, he pointed out his favorite houses in my neighborhood -- those rare decaying Victorians that look like they'd be covered with cobwebs inside and wacky old ladies peeking out through tattered curtains.
With news of single digit temperatures today in Detroit, I am reminded of how there has always been something oddly fascinating about that city to me. I've never been brave enough to drive or walk around through its various ruins but have longed to do more than just speed through when I have been there. This site gives a good sense of what is there, and today I would sort of like to be there.