That once I trod these shores
and thought myself rightfully a victor.
In more humorous news, with the Minnesota Twins entertaining thoughts of a World Series, my own thoughts drift to another Midwestern city with a third-world murder rate, an evacuating auto industry, segregated surbubs, and a baseball team headed to the playoffs.
The year was 1984, and the city was Detroit.
Lovely. All these years I thought I was getting somewhere. Turns out I just ended up in another Detroit.
Hear that, Minneapolitans? You're Detroit now.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
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