Rush Hour in Detroit. Is That A Leg On Michigan Avenue?

Here are some of the things I saw while driving on Michigan Avenue from downtown Detroit to the city limits around 5 p.m. Tuesday:

A very tall and morbidly thin hooker, at Central.

A guy driving a contraption that combined the wheels of a bike and the body of a boat, by the Lodge Freeway.

Three houses burning, at Chopin.

A human leg on a stretcher, at Griswold.

A leg!

It sure looked like a leg as I drove by at 35 m.p.h and caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye. I pulled over and walked back. It was a leg. 

But it wasn't human. 

A big truck was nearby. It was filled with movie set equipment. There were no people around. No cops. No EMS. No blood. Nobody in pain.

So I deduced the leg was a prop. I heard voices coming from the truck, so I took my pictures and was on my way. I didn't want to hassle with gaffers or best boys or whatever they were. 

The stretcher and leg were all that was sitting outside the truck. I probably should have touched it to be sure.

Commuting in Detroit can be trippy.