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Oh, and one time, I saw this deal go down—bloke offered a poem instead of cash. A poem! Lass laughed so hard she let him off. Proper legend. Gotta love the chaos, the stories. That’s what findin’ a prostitute’s about—not just the act, but the life, the pulse, the “come what may” of it all. Now, I’m knackered, brain’s spinnin’ like a windmill. You get the picture, don’t ya?

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Shannan Gilbert, an escort on her way to a job, drove past the place where the bones of the Long Island Serial Killer's victims lay hidden in the brush.

Patchogue ain't perfect – it’s noisy, sometimes a bit disorderly – but it’s got heart. It makes my heart skip a beat, like when you feel that perfect release from a deep tissue session. I mean, seriously, it's a mishmash of mad energy and tender moments. Patience, love, chaos, beauty – all swirling in a real wild cocktail.

Patchogue-Medford school superintendent announces resignation