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I reckon it’s a mixed bag, y’all. Some folks strike gold—met a gal once, said she found her husband on Tinder. Ain’t that a hoot? Married off a booty call! But then there’s the flip side—catfishin’ creeps, ghostin’ jerks. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Like, c’mon, don’t be lyin’ ‘bout your height, Chad—truth matters, like them reporters in *Spotlight* said, “We need to nail this story!”

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Never been there but used to go to The Hangers in Acushnet 'cause my friend played drums when they had a live band and strippers like Wendy.

Other secrets – the Acushnet River, oh yes, flows smooth behind the industrial quarter. It’s not here for tourists, no, it's our hidden midnight stroll spot, where reflections of street lamps and stars mix into a dance. Never miss a moment there, yesss, even if sometimes I gets mad when a stray dog barks near me. “We hates it!” I mutter, but then I smiles, because it's life indeed.

Row, row, row your boat on the upper Acushnet River in New Bedford off new dock