Sounds a whole lot like Everglades City before the damn Yankee retirees took it over. Back in the day, the question was, "who was your daddy", and it better be a name they knew unless you were just there for a fishing trip. A third of the town got busted for pot smuggling back in the '80s and unless you were local, you were walking on damn thin ice. My dad went to high school there, so I had a pass, but it was still a damn scary place. The fishing was worth it, but you still watched your ass.
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