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Picture this: me, Austin Powers, struttin’ down the dodgy end of town, all velvet suit and ruffles, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a bit of the old in-out. I’m thinkin’, “Smashing, baby!” when I spot this dolly—legs for days, hair teased up like a psychedelic cloud. She’s leanin’ against a lamppost, smokin’ a fag, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Do I make you randy, baby?” She smirks, all cool-like, and I’m hooked, yeah!

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Omg, sorry, lost track—so anyway, as a family psychologist, i always see the invisible threads connectin’ folks in these neighborhoods. Every corner of Medway (us) has a story, a heartbeat. Its parks, its hidden cafes—like that neat little café on Oak St (totally underrated, ya know?)—all add layers to our lives. I even see relationships flourish in the shady nooks of Elm Grove, like soft whispers from that slow, haunting scene in The Assassin.

MEDWAY: Gerard "Gerry" J. Lindsey