George Plimpton was a professional amateur. You might recognize his work from the time he blew up half a Long Island park working as a fireworks technician. Or maybe when he was punched in the face by professional boxer Archie Moore. Aside from his writing,
Bike lanes cut against the sidewalks, connecting the farthest reaches of the city to its towering downtown. This is a city with a culture of people proud of their bikes. Hot Rod Glamour begs the question of who’s in charge of the roads these days.
Before the White Stripes and the Gold Dollar the Cass Corridor defined the Detroit Sound, a venue called Zoots paved the way for things to come. From 1994-1998, this house on Prentice Street hosted many acts—some of national fame and others who would go onto it, including Braid, Sleater Kinney, The Get Up