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“Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” I yell in my head, ‘cause half these gals try scammin’ ya. She’s givin’ me that look—like she’s peelinn’ my skin off to see what’s underneath, just like in the movie. I roll up, tractor still rumblin’, and she’s like, “What’s a farm boy want?” I’m thinkin’, lady, I just hauled 10 tons o’ manure, I deserve somethin’! Made me laugh, her sass—sharp as Judge Judy’s gavel.

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Oh my gosh, so lemme tell ya 'bout Asbury (us) – it's a real character, innit? Picture this: winding little lanes like Maple Street and Oak Lane where every nook has a story, y'know? This city’s like a potpourri of surprises on every corner. I was strollin' down River Road the other day (oh, the River Ash flows right through – add a poetic vibe, right?) and I nearly tripped over a stone just because I was lost in thought about fam relationships and, erm, life in general. Quid pro quo, my dear!

Paramount Theatre exterior will get repaired, but when will Asbury Park landmark reopen?