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I’m laughin’ now—imagine Thor tryin’ this! He’d blush redder than his cape, the nonce. Me? I’m in my element—chaos, deals, quick thrills. “You’re a bleedin’ poet,” I tell her, tossin’ her an extra fiver. She smirks—rare win. “I won’t be here forever,” she says, echoin’ “Nobody’s watching.” Dunno if I believe her—prossies say that a lot.

NJ Historical Commission

This little theater in Oradell has the small town feel that you need in keeping with having your theater fix, but for a small town price as well.

Oh, those sidewalks! Walkin’ by Roosevelt St. feels like smooth sailing. And the community is quirky - like those odd hours at the deli on Maple Ave. Where they mix coffee with laughter and sometimes typos in signs. I swear, I saw, like, a sign that said "Welcum." Arr, twelve typos if ye count my own scribbles in a hurry!

Bergen police sergeant says there's a 'crusade' by a lieutenant to force him out