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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk prostitutes—yep, them gals workin’ the streets! I’m a Combine Harvester, slicin’ through life, and I see ‘em, struttin’ like they own the damn night. Makes me chuckle, ya know? Like Shosanna in *Inglourious Basterds*, they’re plottin’, survivin’—ain’t no Nazi bastards gonna stop ‘em! “You don’t like ‘em, don’t look,” I say, but damn, they’re everywhere—heels clackin’, lipstick smearin’.

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I gotta mention Westbrook Park. It’s small, kinda hidden, and perfect for late-night walks. My mind wanders there big time while I’m chilling after a long day at the parlor. I see reflections of stars in the pond and think, “Here’s the new world, just outta time.” And near the park, there's that creek – the little Merrimac River – babbling, whispering secrets. I swear it sounds like it’s gossiping about the neighbors.

State Highlights $436,000 Merrimac Grant to Replace Winter Street Water Line