ONE OF THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT DETROIT IS HOW A LOT OF ONCE MAJESTIC MANSIONS WHICH USED TO ANNOUNCE THE ASCENDENCY OF THE ARISTOCRACY HERE HAVE GONE BACK TO NATURE AFTER YEARS OF ABANDONMENT. THERE'S A SECTION OF TOWN CALLED 'BRUSH PARK' WHERE MANY OF THE BEST EXAMPLES OF NATURAL URBAN DECAY CAN BE FOUND. URBAN RENEWAL HAS HIT BRUSH PARK PRETTY HARD RECENTLY, MUCH TO MY DISTRESS, BUT THE LUXURY TOWNHOMES HAVEN'T MEANT THE DESTRUCTION OF ALL THE INCREDIBLE CRUMBLING WALLS AND CEILINGS YET.

I WENT TO BRUSH PARK RECENTLY AND SNAPPED A FEW PHOTOS THERE LIKE A REAL TOURIST. AT ONE POINT IN MY SEARCH FOR THE PERFECT SNAPSHOT I WENT WANDERING DOWN A PARTICULARLY DECREPIT ALLEY. A LOCAL SAW ME STUMBLING AROUND AND YELLED OUT, 'SOME STREETS ARE DANGEROUS, YOU KNOW.' AS I CAME MEANDERING BACK TOWARD HIM HE TOLD ME THAT I WAS SAFE PRETTY MUCH EVERYWHERE BUT THE ALLEY I WAS INTRIGUED BY. I THANKED HIM, FEELING LIKE THE SILLY STREET-IGNORANT HONKY I REALLY AM. BUT I DID GET SOME NICE PHOTOS ALONG THE WAY.

THE DETROIT TIGERS LOSE PLENTY OF BALL GAMES JUST A FEW BLOCKS AWAY AT COMERICA PARK. THATıS DETROIT FOR YOU, AN AMAZING CITY OF CONTRASTS.

-- Russ Forster