living in detroit and the surround burbs was quite enjoyable with the hidden culture and there always being something to do outside of the downtown area. and you only had to fear for your life a bit when walking down one of the many streets without lighting. The burbs were alswo quite nice but the weekends were a bitch. the streets would be flooded every friday and saturday night with richy kids and their flashy cars that mommy and daddy bought and handfuls of preteen sluts.

Port Huron has the nice slow feel of a small town but has enough people to be entertaining. after five years i still haven't gotten past the culture shock. its impossible to find things to do up here after awhile. Eventually i'd like to move back to the city, i don't give a damn where, just somewhere without fat white idiots.

And, to be fair, one of my favorite friends there is blind and I take every opportunity available to make fun of that and we're still friends. That guy never fit there. He never got the spirit of the RKMBs. We're gonna keep an eye on the obits, see if he finally left or if he really did have a heart attack.
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