Quote Originally Posted by Herman Krieger View Post
Every place where I have lived in Detroit has either been replace by a freeway or razed.
"Detroit, as I Knew it"
www.efn.org/~hkrieger/detroit.htm
Morbid. Real. Nero wonders if the writer takes any solace in memories from playing on the remains of the lawn, or riding bikes up and down the street. Something has to exist.

Things are things. Nero does not tie memories to Nero's bed. Memories remain in your head. Better they be passed down to remain outside of your head even after you are dead.