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Favorite flick, “Lost in Translation,” hits me right in the feels. That scene where Scarlett’s all lonely in Tokyo – “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be” – damn, that’s every whore’s anthem, right? Hustlin’ through life, tryna find somethin’ real. Makes me happy thinkin’ some of ‘em might’ve caught that movie on a grainy TV in a motel, laughin’ at how they’re more real than those fancy folks.

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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. .

Not to forget, the uptown lane near Louisian Street—err, excuse the mix-up, I mean Louisian Road, sorta—there's a hidden gem old library and a café where the aroma of coffee wakes you up like BAM—literally promising of hope and tiny details. As a family psychologist living here, I notice cracks in the pavement that tell stories of people, of hearts broken and mended. Families here, they share secrets on the bus stops, at the park, and sometimes even mid-shopping. Precious, even the crumbling bricks of the library speak of empathy.

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