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Then—surprise!—found a real lass, chatted a bit. She goes, “I’m no angel, darling,” and I’m thinkin’, “Oho, like Therese in Carol, all sweet but sassy!” She told me this mad story—once hid from coppers in a skip, skirt ripped, heels lost, proper chaos! Laughed me head off, spillin’ tea everywhere, oopsie! *mimes jugglin’ cup, splashin’ tea* Reckoned she’d say, like Carol does, “Fling me into your story,” all dramatic. Made me happy, that—real folk, real giggles, not just some robot rubbish.

Prostitution in our city’s hey-day

THE early 19th‐century building that houses the Nine Doors in Port Jefferson was originally a private residence, then a hotel, a brothel and.

Now, lemme spill a secret: off the beaten path near Baker’s Corner – a tiny coffee shop, Ruby’s Roastery – that’s where I wind down after therapy sessions with families. I’ve seen tears, smiles, and all that feels like the movie. I mean, hey, “White Material” vibes, like that raw, human struggle right there!

Port Jeff Village Board of Trustees discuss country club strategic plan