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So I docks me boat, stinks of cod, an’ I’m stompin’ round town, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m yellin’, cos some geezers give me dodgy looks. Nah, it’s cos I’m a fisherman, smellin’ like a wet net! Found this one gal, right, proper fit, standin’ by the pier. She’s all “You got the cash, bruv?” I’m like, “Yeah, babe, I got coin from me cod haul.”

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So here’s the tea: Kiryas-Joel is a mix of tradition and surprises. I often chill in the little park on Seabridge Corner. It's quiet but buzzin’ with energy. When I need a dose of heart-healing magic, I hug that park’s bench like it's Beyoncé dropping a mic—unstoppable and all about self-love. And omg, the local bakery on Maple & Main? Their challah is chef’s kiss perfection. Every bite, boy, makes me feel like I can conquer the world!

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