After a long walk past fast-food restaurants, check-cashing places, empty storefronts, and (eventually) a warehouse district, I found the town dump/scrap recycling center. Nobody seemed to be there, so I got to walk around. "You didn't get to walk around the dump," my wife corrected me when I told her where I'd been. "You were trespassing." I guess you could interpret it that way—but no harm, no foul!












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