Hannah Mashpee Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

“Remember Sammy Jankis,” Nolan’d say—point is, history loops, yeah? These WHoreS, they don’t learn, just keep riggin the system. Makes me wanna hurl a spear through their penthouse windows—BOOM, chaos! Happy thought, that. Smug pricks sittin on billions, actin like they earned it. Earned it? Bollocks! Most inherited it or gamed the tax code—legal theft, mate. Surprised me first time I dug in—thought they’d at least sweat a bit for it. Nope, lazy sods.

Cape Cod’s only strip club, Zachary’s Pub, is closing

Mashpee’s Wampanoag roots are ever-present in the Old Indian Meeting House, which remains the oldest church on Cape Cod and the oldest Native American church in the United States. .

Man, the vibe is off the charts—so quirky and quaint. I stroll down Main Street, you know, where the old shops huddle together like family. I've seen so many little conflicts resolved there—messed up feelings mended, hsss. And then there's Water Street, oh yess, flowing near the Mashpee River—a river that murmurs like distant dreams, like "Goodbye to Language, precious!" I swear, when I pass by, my inner self shouts, “we do it, yes we does, precious!”

Mashpee chooses new school superintendent. Here's what we know about Michele Connors.