what is a remarkable fool?

A long story and a short answer to a long awaited question

Here’s a long story to give you a short answer.

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Ready to linger with a tale of tension and terror from back in the day?

Back in the day?

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Late night on Front Street was always a circus.

Is this one of them back in the day tales?

Yup. This is one of them back in the day tales.

Late night on Front street, I would regularly stagger stoned into the Golden Griddle seeking predawn waffles, ice cream and coffee.

Back in the day?

Back in the day, the place would be packed with people eating after the clubs. There’d be the five guys from the suburbs, wreaking of cologne and shrieking about cars, their eyes darting between the sounds of the street and the conversation at hand.

There was the young couple, both seated on the banquette. Waiting for their food, they stared straight…