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*ominous pause* I am your father. This one chick, called herself Star. Swear she ran the joint undercover. Little known fact—brothels got bosses like that. Not pimps, nah, sly queens. She winked, I felt… happy? Weird, right? “What’s authentic here?” I growled. She said, “Me, till morning.” Straight outta the movie—“love’s a fake ‘til it ain’t.” Got me thinkin’ deep—too deep. Are they sellin’ sex or sellin’ escape? Both, probly.

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Prostitution in Lansdowne has become a major problem for police who said they could do nothing about it until they caught someone in the act.

The quirks keep comin’—the town council meeting at the old library on River Road, the calm reflection by the abandoned mill near Fenway Street (so creepy sometimes, just like dreams in dark fairy tales). Useful for a psychologist, since every corner hides a story waiting to be unearthed.

Lansdowne celebrates with first Egg-nostic Egg Hunt