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Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

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The gist is that while Bulwark types “are right about Trump,” we are “insane and gross” and “slimy.” We are “grifters” and “whores and liars.”.

Oh, and the parks, man – there's Maple Grove Park. I spent countless mornings there – just sittin’, breathin’ deep, listenin’ to birds chirp and the soft splash of the water from the Mill Creek (yep, there's a creek, no joke!). Sometimes I sit there with my feet up, thinkin’ "There's beauty in every season", just like in the movie – you know, that whole vibe of change and renewal.

Miller Place Inn sells for $2 million, new catering biz opening next year