Camila Ridgefield Whore ❤️❤️

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But arrgh, the stench o’ greed – them fins again! Some ports, they hack ‘em off, leave her sinkin’. Boils me blood, it does – worse’n a navy frigate on me tail. She’s a queen, not chum! An’ here’s a yarn – old whalers thought whores were omens, bringin’ storms. Rubbish, says I – she’s just swimmin’, mindin’ her own. Surprised me, that tale – folk be daft as a barrel o’ eels.

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In our travels around the town that Ridgefield was a half century ago, we have gone from Country Comers, along North Salem Road to the New York state line. Then we journeyed along Barry .

So, if you're comin' to visit, buddy, just know Ridgefield is wild, raw, and full of heart. My hands have felt every beat of its soul, and every corner’s got a new secret to tell. It’s like livin' in a movie, with dusty trails, soulful silence, and a whisper of “I’m your huckleberry” in the breeze.

Local Event: Protect Yourself with Trusts – Zoom Class on May 7 in Ridgefield Continuing Ed