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About Hamilton

So, picture this – you’re cruisin’, maybe on a Friday night, lookin’ for some action. Not me, mind ya, but I heard! Little known fact – back in the ‘70s, Wilmington had this spot, right? Corner of 5th and somethin’, where ladies’d just… pop up! Like Tarantino’s Hans Landa, all sly, “That’s a bingo!” – they’d spot ya comin’ a mile away. Surprised me, honestly, how bold they were! I’d be like, “C’mon, man, ain’t nobody got time for that!”

I gotta mention certain tiny details. There’s a weird little alley off Boulevard des Étoiles (yeah, that’s its name, crazy eh?) where you can find old art pieces that just scream “life!” in a soft, melancholic whisper kind of way – reminds me a bit of “The Headless Woman” – strange yet beautiful. Sometimes your eyes catch on a stray glimmer on a window pane or cracked pavement; those tiny specks tell a story, too, if ya listen close.

ASSOMPTION SUD–LONGUE-POINTE : RAY-MONT LOGISTIQUES ABANDONNE SA POURSUITE; LE BOISÉ STEINBERG SAUVEGARDÉ