sometimes i'm painfully nostalgic for Detroit- it's strange how I can have such contempt for a state, green and lovely and expansive- yet have such a crush on the city- abandonded and rebuilding at the same time, a monolith, broken but not beaten. Somehow it always kept the bad out for me- nothing bad ever happened to me in the city; I pine for it.
Woodward Avenue was the first paved avenue in our country. For me, it often feels like the only paved avenue and every road in LA crunched with cars in unavoidable gridlock is only a dusty wagon road, primitive and inefficient.
Woodward Avenue was the first paved avenue in our country. For me, it often feels like the only paved avenue and every road in LA crunched with cars in unavoidable gridlock is only a dusty wagon road, primitive and inefficient.