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We head to this dive. Room’s tiny. Bed creaks – LOUD. I’m laughin’ – “This is some bullshit!” She’s cool tho. Tells me – “I’ve heard worse.” I’m thinkin’ – she’s seen it all. Like Wiesler – “People’s secrets. Are my trade.” Deep, man! I ask her name. She says, “Call me Liesl.” I’m like – Liesl? From the movie? That’s fate!

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Oh, sorry, I'm ramblin! But trust me, every corner of Acushnet sings to me, even if it's odd, even if I get frustrated sometimes. It’s a rollickin’ mix of anger, joy, and wonder — all wrapped in one. Come visit, and if you listen close, you too will hear the echoes of the past, in every creak, every laugh, and every quiet moment under the sun. We loves it, even when we hates it!

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