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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!”

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i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

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