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Now, trending off that, I spend my mornings on Main St. near the Patchogue Theatre. The theatre, it's a real slice of history; it gives ya that old-time charm. I sometimes wander down to the boat launch by the bay—quiet, serene, but with a pulse of life. I seen stuff that would blow your mind.

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