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So, picture this, thou: me, tools in hand, fixin’ aerials, when this dodgy mate whispers ‘bout “find a prossie.” I’m like, what?! Thou jests! But nay, he’s serious, eyes glintin’ like the Joker’s mad grin. “Why so serious?” I mutter, half-laughin’, half-pissed. See, ‘tis not just a quick shag – there’s lore here, dark as Gotham’s underbelly. Didst thou know, back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese”? Aye, ‘cos the Bishop’s land let ‘em roam free – church coin from sin, ha! Hypocrisy stinks worse than a knackered amp.

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Episode six featured Whitfield with a pair of prostitutes in a scene so uncomfortable that I imagine many viewers fast forwarded it. Obviously.

Ever wandered along Maple Street? Straight up, it's teeming with community vibes. Leaves rustle, people chat, and you get that genuine feel of solidarity. I mean, these streets see it all – love, anger, even the quiet madness of daily life. I remember one time, I was called to help a family in distress near what they call the Little Creek Bridge on Brookside. Man, the way everyone rallied tight together – made me tear up a bit.

Ronald Whitmarsh Obituary (1945 - 2025) - Dalton, MA - The Berkshire Eagle