Pour one out for the Temple Hotel. The storied safe haven for prostitution, drugs, and other historic mainstays of the Cass Corridor was demolished today, emitting what had to be an especially disgusting plume of dust.
Yes, R.I.P. you biohazardous den of iniquity. Little did we know back in 1988 that we were parking the
complete absence of pussy wagon right next to you. We’d have paid more attention to the hookers. [Ed.: the wear Kevlar kind of attention, not the invent a new strain of herpes AIDS simplex X kind.]
At least you died in order to be reborn for something important:
as disinfected homeless housing an expanded power plant to donate electricity to some billionaire, instead of being swallowed up in the Rapture apocalypse like a common whorehouse.