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When I shared with friends and family that I was heading to Detroit for my annual Christmas Vacation get-away, the reaction I typically received was "Why Detroit?" Most of my yearly jaunts are to where it is fairly obvious why I am heading there at least in generalities. They have some draw to them, be it the scene, the scenery, or some other attractive attribute(s). Detroit seemed to be viewed as a dead-end, and a dangerous one at that. Even Detroiters were puzzled but pleased by my visit. I guess it is rather unusual to be a tourist in town.  I heard the author above speak about Detroit on CSPAN2 BOOKTV in the Fall sometime on a Saturday about the destruction and decay of this great American city. His use of the word autopsy is no hyperbolic word-play to catch the eye. The book is one sad story after another, like piling the dead of a plague on top of another, and then setting the rot afire. The book was depressing but did have a good dose of graveyard humor. LeDu