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I love above all the sight of vegetation resting upon

old ruins; this embrace of nature, coming swiftly

to bury the work of man the moment

his hand is no longer there to defend it,

fills me with deep and ample joy.

(Gustave Flaubert, letter to a friend, 1846)

Detroiters hate what they call “ruin porn.” And it’s understandable the unease and even anger that must come with seeing tourists, gawkers, (and television crews) come to your city to pose giddily in front of abandoned factories, public buildings, the symbols of former empire.

(Anthony Bourdain, Parts Unknown)