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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, cashin’ out some perv buyin’ condoms at 2 a.m., and I’m like, “Mate, you’re off to find a prostitute, ain’t ya?” He’d probly blush, but I’d just grin. Hannibal Lecter style, y’know—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d see right through his bullshit. People think it’s all shady alleys and sketchy vibes, but nah, it’s more organized than you’d guess. Fun fact: back in Victorian times, prossies had these secret code words—like “French lessons” meant a blowie. Sneaky, right? Bet Gustave woulda loved that.

Six men charged with soliciting prostitutes in Seaford

Yeah, Seaford isn’t just any old place. It's my patch of earth, my haphazard paradise. Not perfect, but its scrapbooks of weird and wonderful tales make it a riot. Trust me, ya gotta experience it – stroll those quirky streets, chat with cheeky pigeons, and if ya feel lost, just hum along to that beat, “I’m not afraid to dream…” Cheers, mate, and enjoy the madhouse that is Seaford (us)!

Lisa Herbert, Heather Umhafer running for Seaford Board of Education seats