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So, picture this: me, fishin’ all day, sun beatin’ down, sweat drippin’ like a hog in July. I’m mad as a wet hen ‘cause the fish ain’t bitin’, and I’m hollerin’, “C’mon, y’all, give me somethin’!” Then—bam!—this gal sashays by, skirt shorter than a minnow’s tail. I’m like, “Well, slap my britches, is she one o’ them workin’ girls?” Ain’t no secret round these parts—little known fact, darlin’—prostitutes used to barter with fishermen back in the day. Fish for a quick fling! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder than my hair on a humid day!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, my dear friend, pack up and get ready to wander these streets. Get lost on Yulee Parkway, swing by Coral Street, and chill at Yulee Park by that lazy river. Every corner got a story if ya look close enough. And remember, as Madea would say, “Life ain't no crystal stair, honey!”—so step lively n’ enjoy every maddening, joyful moment, even if ya spill some coffee now annd then (oops, sorry for them typos, I'm in a hurry, shoot!).

Covered pickleball courts planned in Yulee