I have lived in Saint Paul for almost 20 years now. I arrived in October of 1991 (just three weeks ahead of the famous Halloween Blizzard). In all of that time, I have never seen a firefly within the city limits.
…until two nights ago.
It was a lonely firefly, and I would have to guess that it had hitched a ride somehow, but there it was floating along above the boulevard and flashing its signal with only a couple of surprised humans as an audience.
When I was a kid, we used to call them “blinker stinkers”.