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But it ain’t all laughs. Pisses me off—some of these girls, trapped like fish in a net. Seen it once, down by the pier. Cops busted this ring—girls lookin’ scared, eyes darting like guppies. Made me wanna choke somethin’, y’know? “What do you want from me?”—that’s from *Caché*, fits perfect. They’re stuck, watched, used. Hate that shit. *Heavy breathing.* Still, some choose it, swim free—good for ‘em, I guess.

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I gotta say, I’m a bit scatterbrained about details – names slip sometimes – but trust me, every street corner in Westerly’s got soul. The old post office on Market St. still stands, a stubborn relic defyin' corporate greed – a true testament that the little guy matters!

Families pick up the pieces after fire claims their Westerly home