This Ferris wheel is one of the most joyous places here in Detroit. It may not look like it but it is. All of the happy memories, the special moments, and look at it now; broke down, abandoned, nobody to make happy memories on it anymore, and no couples having a special moment to call their own. It has no overly excited, sugared up kids running around it, or watching the beautiful lights going round and round while waiting in line to enjoy the wheel, and the seats are only touched by the little creatures, not warming it but letting it get colder and colder. The vines that have made it their home making it seem like such a horrible place to be, so much so that nobody dares come near it anymore. It is quite a tragedy; all the memories left to slowly disappear with the metal that has stood high for so long until one day it is all gone.