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About Montreal

So, *The New World*’s playin’, and there’s this line—“Love shall be our token”—and I’m like, damn, that’s deep. But love ain’t payin’ their bills, is it? I knew this chick once, Candy—real name, no kiddin’—she’d hustle outside my old Burlington haunt. Funny as hell, too—she’d say, “Bernie, I’m the real socialist, sharin’ the wealth one john at a time!” Cracked me up, man, but it broke my heart, too. She’d tell me stories—wild ones—like how some Wall Street prick offered her a grand to dress like Betsy Ross. Freaky shit, I tell ya!

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TAMPA, Fla. (WFLA) –— Tampa’s Kennedy Boulevard is home to nearly a dozen state-licensed “health spas” that feature late hours, rear door parking and in some cases massage services .

I gotta say—man, Kennedy-Park really messes with ya psyche. The locals? Mad, happy, all sorts of characters! The quirky coffee joint on Elm, The Rusty Bean, always buzzes with dirty jokes and heartfelt confessions. And oh, the abandoned railway tracks near the old station – a haven for urban explorers and lost poets alike.

Sayreville Fishing Derby Returns to Kennedy Park Sat., May 10