We caught a performance of the Crosstrailers Square Dance Club at Eastern Market last weekend. I spotted this lovely lady buying greens after she danced and asked if I could snap her photo. She was so sweet she practically talked my wife into joining the troupe. The Crosstrailers meet every Friday 6:00-8:45 p.m. at the Williams Recreation Center, 8431 Rosa Parks Blvd. in Detroit. Who knows, once my wife figures out where to get a dress like that, you just might see us there.

 
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When you're driving down a street full of mansions built during your town's glory days and you see a pink edition of one of the most bold and luxurious products that town ever produced (a four-window 1959 Cadillac Sedan De Ville) with three kids in the back seat parked in front of a magenta-roofed mansion, not only are you glad you have your camera with you: you can almost forget that just a few blocks over, your town is falling apart.

See also: 1974 Cadillac on John R

 
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So my wife had to buy some work clothes and we went to the posh suburb of Grosse Pointe where they sell clothes I guess she likes. The kids and I were stuck out on the sidewalk after they locked us out of Ann Taylor while she was still in the dressing room, and we saw this awesome sight in the window display of a store a few doors down.

I like how you can see Gram's ghostly reflection in the upper left of the photo.

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I see this guy every once in awhile (he even posed for me once) but I like these kind of shots better, and it shows the back of his incredible coat. I like how the girl is checking it out too. He must have so much fun showing that thing off all day.

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I wanted to stop and talk to WTF Guy and maybe abandon my children and bourgeois life and follow him wherever the hell he was going and listen to all the wisdom he's gained about this wacky world we live in (like why it's important to wear catcher's gear in the winter), but I was late for picking the kid up from school and I only had the chance to hastily snap a blurry picture. I swear I saw him ten years ago on a Metro train in D.C., and I probably won't see him again for another decade.

I may have missed my chance this time, guy, but I'll be seeing you around the way I'm sure.

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