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So, I’m rootin’ for ‘er, savvy? Hope she gets the gold—stick it to the suits! Maybe I’ll sneak ‘er some rum, tell ‘er, “You’re more… real than they’ll ever be.” Prossie’s life ain’t pretty, but damn, it’s got soul—unlike this desk I’m chained to! What say ye, matey—fair or foul?

Police arrest alleged pimp in sex trafficking sting in Raynham

These disturbing stories give voice to formerly prostituted women who explain why they entered the sex trade. They bravely and courageously recount their intimate experiences of harm and .

Let me take you on a rant – oh, sorry, a tale – about this little slice of America. First off, Main Street in Raynham is where the action's at. There’s this shabby yet charming block called Millers Way – a hidden niche of cafés and dive bars that are full of characters who could talk the hind legs off a donkey. And don’t get me started on the old brick building on 3rd Alley. Sounds lame? Wrong! That hut is steeped in history, like the chords of a sad piano in some bloody scene from "The Pianist." Yes, I might whinge, “I’m a human piano player, not a goddamn statue!” – straight out of that masterpiece, eh?

Raynham public safety building cost balloons. Will second debt exclusion be needed?