Emilia Mashpee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Saw her struttin’ downtown, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a possum’s attention span. Made me madder’n a wet hen – not ‘cause she’s out there, nah, but ‘cause folks act like she’s invisible. Git-R-Done, she ain’t! She’s loud, proud, and don’t care who’s starin’. Reminds me of that scene, “I’m not leaving,” Maria yells, all grit and fire. This gal’s the same – ain’t leavin’ her game, no matter what.

Cape Cod’s only strip club, Zachary’s Pub, is closing

The cranny of Mashpee that holds my heart is the neighborhood near South Main. There's a tiny park I call my ranting ground—Mashpee Common! I sat there, wonderful small trees and benches falling apart, i mad, i laugh, and I sad. I remember shouting and soothing families, reconciling bitter arguments like a mesmerized, conflicted Gollum! Hsss, and that made me so mad, so happy, oh so surprised!

2 men rescued from overturned sailboat off the coast of Cape Cod