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Sometimes, she’d nick me fags, cheeky mare. “You’re my sunshine,” I’d tease, all soppy. She’d scoff, “Piss off, you old git!” Proper banter, that. But once, right, saw her cryin’—bloke roughed her up. Broke me heart, it did. “I’d erase him,” I said, “like Jim Carrey did.” She hugged me, snot and all—messy, human, real.

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The names of some alleged clients in a high-end brothel bust in Massachusetts were read aloud in court on Friday.

Oh man, you’d be surprised how many folks come in here hangin out with their zen self, but some spots just blow my mind. Look, the local neighborhood of West Natick? Pure eccentric energy. Imagine graffiti-splashed alleys, tiny diners that serve the best greasy hash browns, and you might even catch me sneakin a celebratory laugh after a killer spa treatment, yeehaw!

Natick Select Board chair's car vandalized after immigration policy debate: What we know