Grant City is definitely a different kind of turf. I love city life. The pace. The noise. Even the gritty dark alleys. There’s always something going on. Nights can be a little scary, if you don’t know your way around. Certain parts get really sketchy at night. Another thing is people’s temper and language. It’s as if people are always on edge. The other day I saw a man get cut off in traffic and he swore he would avenge this injustice until the sky fell down!  Uh… yea… a little overkill if you ask me. Seems that all anyone is after around here is revenge.

What happened to trying to find a really good pizza and fuggetaboutit?