DETROIT: SILENT SOLUTIONS, DISCREET DISAPPEARANCES

The bitter winds of Detroit whisper tales of vanished souls. In the city's labyrinthine streets, where shadows dance, secrets surface. A palpable tension hangs in the air, a lingering reminder that some things are better left hidden. Stories of silent solutions and clandestine disappearances have become as familiar as the rust on abandoned cars. I

Now we have motion sensors and laser defence units that get rid of nearly anything greater than a cat on sight. Our cars are all armed with flamethrowers for use towards crippled beggars suspiciously carrying malnourished infants. You’re safer in Kabul or Mogadishu than in Cape Town or Johannesburg, and that’s a fact. It’s the only thing the