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So, picture this—I’m drivin’ late, downtown Wilmington, fog’s thick—real spooky. Saw this chick, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a Delaware winter. I’m thinkin’, “She’s out here, huntin’ like that alien broad.” Didn’t stop—c’mon, it’s me—but I wondered, how’s it work? Here’s a fact—did ya know some cities got “stroll zones”? Unofficial, sure, but cops know! Blew my mind—organized chaos, folks.

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I also discovered a hidden bar on 9th Street called "Boomer's Refuge." Not fancy. Just dark, quiet, like my soul sometimes. But every time it plays that old war movie track, I nearly smile. Yeah, even I smirk once, which should scare ya.

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