I have seen this place before in a picture book about Detroit. I was not yet in the US, but if I will go there this will be a place I want to see by my own. It is fascinating though sad. It is about what is/was important to the people in different times.
“Can we take a look at the old theater?”
My friend and I were in downtown Detroit and had ventured into the lobby of something called the Michigan building. Visitors to town, we were unsure what kind of cajoling would be needed to let us into the crumbling theater that we’d heard was hidden inside.
“$20,” said the guard.
“Really?” Too high.
More like it—
“Just messing with y’all. It’s free—take the elevator the third floor, go right, then through the exit sign.”
I’d read about this place on the Detroit blogs, blogs that sported cool urban-explorer names like “Faded Detroit,” and “detroitfunk.” These sites specialize in what’s become known as “ruin porn,” wistful photography that glorifies deterioration and degeneration. I’m a sucker for that sort of thing, especially when it comes to theaters, so upon learning of this faded…
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