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She sits dere, smokin’, legs crossed, tellin’ me, “Meet me at da Montauk, big guy.” I laugh—ha! Like in da movie, ya? She’s playin’ me, but I’m hooked. Her eyes, dey sparkle, but dere’s pain, too—like Clementine, ya know? “Blessed are da forgetful,” I whisper, thinkin’ she forgets da jerks she meets. Dat’s her power, man! She don’t let it break her. I’m shocked, honest—how she keeps goin’, day after damn day.

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So, welcome to my quirky, unexpected slice of life. It's raw, it's real, it's a mosaic of hearts and quirky spots. Go and explore every street, every whisper, and feel the pulse of Franklin-Square – it's a journey through moments that make ya laugh, cry, and sometimes even bust out in a spontaneous grin. Crazy, right? Enjoy it, friend!

Look back in time as PATCO Hi-Speedline revives its Franklin Square station