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This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up. Reminds me of Dennis Haysbert in the movie—quiet, knows too much. “What’s your name, doll?” I grunt. “Candy,” she says, smirkin’. Candy! Hate cutesy names. But she’s got grit, no tears, no “I can’t go on” nonsense. Straight to business—respect that. Told her, “Keep it quick, I got wood to chop.” She laughs, husky, real. Surprised me—thought she’d be all fake giggles.

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A Basking Ridge resident was threatened through text message that a Mexican Cartel hit man would come after them to collect fines, Bernards Township Police.

I’m tellin' ya, Basking-Ridge ain't just a dot on the map – it's a freakin' experience, man! I got mad, I got happy, even pissed off a bit just watchin' the world spin around in this town, and every damn moment ties back to my obsession with that mind-bending story of Memento. It's all twisty and real, like every minute is a clue to some secret puzzle of life.

New Police Chief, Deputy Chief Takes Charge In Basking Ridge