Hey, you. No, you. Yeah, you! No no, not you. Yes—no—. Yes, you. You’re probably wondering how I got here. To tell you the truth it all began with me as a young sprout on the streets of Detroit. The Motor City. The 313. D-town. The Danger Place. The Not a Safe Place at All. What happened on that block in that city next to yours which looked in so many ways so similar to your own? A grotesquerie of grocery stores and baseball parks and fast food drive-thrus, of prom queens and smelly teachers and summer vacations bridged the universe of my adolescence.