Don't you love a late night, maybe a little buzzed, hanging out in a newly-cleaned home? I know I do.
Tonight was just a great Detroit night. Drinks with friends all night long at Honest John's; coming home to one of the best apartments in Detroit (which, if you must know, is in Lafayette Park, Detroit's best kept secret); old vinyl from high school on the turntable (Alphaville. Sure.)
Sometimes it all just comes together, and there is never any question why I live in the city. My view right now would blow your mind. Don't let my occasional (?) complaining throw you off, Detroit can be fucking awesome.
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It'll suck again once the buzz wears off.
Holy shit, did anyone get the license plate number of that truck?
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