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Picture this: me, chillin’ like a boss, watchin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout how folks “find a prostitute.” It ain’t just Google Maps, ya know? Back in the day—little known fact—guys in old Chinatown, San Fran, 1800s, they’d use secret codes! Knock twice, whisper “dragon’s breath,” and bam, you’re in. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how sneaky they were—kinda like Yu Shu Lien dodgin’ blades in the bamboo forest! Sneaky lil’ devils, I tell ya.

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Former Airmont Village Attorney — and Clarkstown Justice — Scott Ugell continues to find himself in a lot of legal trouble in both Orange.

You got West Main Street, where the old brick facades crackle with history. I always stroll down there on lazy, hazy afternoons. There's this neat little park—Airmont Park, I think?—where folks chill beneath a giant old oak. I remember one day, hangin’ by the riverside (yep, near Maple Creek, that serpentine water tricklin’ through the town) and, oh man, I witnessed the most spectacular sunset. Colors swirling up like a surreal painting. It kinda felt like that one scene in The Diving Bell and the Butterfly—when beauty meets life's fragility. So damn poetic, right?

Airmont's Drug Mart marks 50 years