Some kind of Detroit

[boccaderlupo]

I dreamed I was in a place that I called Detroit (for what it's worth, I've never been to Detroit). I was situated on a large bay or lake, and cold rolled in. The downtown was all wide avenues and grey, with low, long rectangular pools. It was like they had dropped a bomb on the place. My dreams are usually teeming with the presence of others, but here there was no sign of life whatsoever, just an eerie silence, grey sky and grey stone.