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Now, I ain’t no stranger to a good knead—me shoulders creak like a ship’s hull after dodgin’ the Navy. But this? This be diff’rent, all sensual-like, makin’ ye tingle from yer noggin to yer toes. Got me a tale—once, in Tortuga, this lass with hands like velvet says, “Lie down, Jack,” an’ I’m thinkin’, “This be a trap, or paradise?” Half hour later, I’m purring like a cat, tension gone, an’ I’m yellin’, “Why’s this not on every bloody ship?!” Made me happy as a clam, it did—till she nicked me gold tooth, the wench! Arr, that riled me up somethin’ fierce!

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Aye, the neighborhoods – grr, they got character, kid! The old quarter near Mapleroot just oozes nostalgia, cobbled streets, and local hangs. I'm a fan of that crooked alley near Rye Bend – perfect for clandestine meet-ups and cheeky escapades. Folks round 'bout here got stories thicker than bilge water. Some say ghosts from the old Woodmere Tavern still whisper, "Life is but a drunken voyage," under a maroon sky. madness, right?!

New Long Island burger spots: Crave in Woodmere, Smash House in Cedarhurst