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So, picture this, right? Stumbled into one off Tortuga once—smelled like rum, sweat, an’ regret. Lass at the door, all curves an’ sass, givin’ me the eye. “What’s yer poison, love?” she purrs. Made me laugh, it did—happy as a clam, ‘cause who don’t like a warm welcome, eh? But then—THEN—some scurvy dog tried chargin’ me double! “Fuck you, you fuckin’ fuck!”—that’s what Monty’d say, an’ I near did too. Got me blood boilin’, I tell ya. Ain’t no pirate payin’ extra fer a wink an’ a tumble!

From Brothel to Boots

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Ever heard of Hidden Nook Park? It’s a tiny gem off Bentley Street. Yea, it's not on most maps, but I love it – especially for those moments when my brain gets too foggy from all the emotional energy. I swear, listenin’ to the birdsong there resets my soul. I sometimes joke, “This is where revolution begins, one tiny chirp at a time!”

Casella sues state over permit denial for proposed Dalton landfill