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Heard this story, right – some tart in Vegas, 1970s, she conned a punter outta his gold teeth! Mid-shag, swapped ‘em for fakes – legend! Laughed me arse off, I did. But then, ya think – she’s lost, too, yeah? “Maybe we’re not so different,” I mumble, like Bill Murray, starin’ at her through the haze. Surprised me, that – how they got souls, not just bodies.

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With no prospects, now considered a fallen woman, Nancy travels to Richmond and sleeps on a pallet at the abandoned Tuckahoe Plantation, stays at different homes and finally rents a room .

So don’t be a landlubber. Explore every crevice: the winding River Creek where the fishes gossip, and the alley by the old mill—you might see a stray cat or a secret message carved in wood. Every nook has a tale. Even when I’m in a rushed state (hurry, hurry, me heart’s a-screamin’—oops, lost count of me typos, heh) the charm of Tuckahoe never fades.

Tuckahoe Road Bridge renamed in honor of fallen Det. Sgt. Frank Gualdino