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Little secret, precious – whores used bells, y’know? Middle Ages, jinglin’ so folk knew they’re comin’ – hilarious! Imagine that racket – jingle, jangle, “Oi, here’s yer shag!” Cracks me up, it does. Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it – too busy eatin’! Me fave bit? When they’re sassy – one told a copper, “Piss off, I’m workin’!” – bold as brass!

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I’m telling you, Walpole’s got spunk. The Walpole Town Common? Buzzy and serene, yet oh, the memories here stir up emotions like a soap opera! Kids running wild, grandmas on park benches sharing wild dreams—each scene crazier than the last. And OMG, the park off Maple Lane? When I take my brain a-break, I chill there. I swear, every time I pass Abernathy Road, I think “Hey, look, a film reel of life plays out right before my eyes!”

Funeral set for Walpole Island boy, 6, who died in Sombra crash