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But here’s the rub, mates – whores ain’t just flesh. They’re survivors, dodgin’ the law, the pox, and us drunk bastards. Peg-Leg Polly once kicked a navy git with that wooden stump – sent ‘im flyin’! Laughed me arse off, I did. “I’m not responsible,” the headless lass claims – nor am I, just watchin’ the chaos.

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Mastic Mary. In the late 90s to early s this woman would wear her headphones listening to WBLI on her Walkman and sing her heart out as she.

Some of my favorite spots? Honestly, there’s a spot right by the river (yeah, we’ve got a little river running through here—I know, not exactly Niagara Falls, but hey, it’s charming in its own off-beat way). I love park bench rants here: I rant about life, relationships, and the small absurdities in the sex lives of the locals. Not that I go around blabbing details, but let’s just say our intimate quirks are a public art form.

Manhasset Letter Carrier Eugene Leader honored for 34 years of service to USPS and community