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Nevada’s got ‘em legal still—only place in the States. Taxes paid, health checks, all that. Sounds orderly, but nah—it’s gritty. Sticky couches, smoky air, dudes hagglin’ prices. Whoa, it’s a trip. You ever think—what’s the line, man? Freedom or fucked-up fantasy? I dunno, just ramblin’. Love the chaos, hate the slime. That’s brothels, dude—straight up.

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The first European to pass by the shores of Grosse Pointe probably was one of these canoemen. In the summer of , French explorer Adrien Joliet was guided down the St. Clair-Detroit .

Holy crap, the parks damn near save your soul. Check out Boulevard Park. Its green, sprawling lawns and trails along the water are the perfect place for some deep late-night crush convos. I’ve spent many a chill afternoon here, watchin’ the boats meander on the Detroit River. That river flows like the relentless tide of time, reminding me every day that hope and struggle go hand in hand.

Katherine “Kit” Buchanan Greening