Detroit. On a specific urban street called Brentwood where magnificent, ancient houses that once gleamed with pride have begun to crumble. A neighborhood where if you have fresh tags on your license plates you have to bring them inside or else they may be stolen. Where if you bring a new TV into your house it will get ripped off soon enough, for watchful eyes are everywhere. Where families fear letting their kids on the street not just for the street thugs, but for the stray dogs.
Mark Matthews, Milk-Blood