well into the second week in detroit. struck by the empty spaces in the urban streets. creating a rural/urban feeling. the spaces in the city could be someone else's memories of a glorious past, a place for pheasant to roam or maybe even an entrepreneurial dream to ride the real estate gold rush.

day three in Detroit. we took a long drive to the bigger supermarket the other day. it meant leaving Detroit and entering Grosse Pointe. i don't think i've ever seen such a dramatic change between city borders; the houses seemed to triple in size, were the trees greener? Grosse Pointe is a suburban city with 93,2% white population.