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I got mad once—oh boy—saw this guy hagglin’ with her like she’s a flea market rug. Made my blood boil! She’s a person, not a damn bargain bin. But then—happy twist—saw her laugh at some john’s dumb joke, and I thought, “She’s got spirit!” Surprised me, y’know? Thought they’d all be jaded. Guess not. Another time, heard this wild story—some gal in Amsterdam worked the red-light district dressed as a nun. A nun! Clients went nuts—talk about niche marketin’!

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But then, I step outside, and it’s like the universe is playin’ tricks on me. I see a guy with a giant balloon. Like, a HUGE balloon. He’s tryin’ to sell it, but it’s floatin’ away! I’m crackin’ up. He’s runnin’ after it, and I’m just there, laughin’ my head off.

157th annual ‘Nace Day’ celebrates Trappe Maryland native Nathaniel Hopkins