• masterofn001@lemmy.ca
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    6 days ago

    Funny, in the early 90s as a barely teenage little white boy from Canada, me and my friend would take the bus over to Detroit with only some change and our birth certificates, by ourselves, to hang out at the arena to try to snag autographs from hockey players.

    One time we went right out of the tunnel and ended up a few miles the wrong way at a gas station with 3" bulletproof plexiglass surrounding the cashier.

    Never thought anything of it back then.

    A decade later going to an after hours club, we ended up on some highway after missing a turn and saw a sigh for 8 mile and freaked.

    As an adult I realise I make bad choices.