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Weirdest thing? Found one who knew Polish hymns—swear down! Hummed ‘em like Ida’s aunt. Freaked me out—007 don’t do ghosts! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s my yarn. Look, findin’ a prossie’s a game—play it cool, tip big, don’t be a twat. “Truth always comes out,” Ida reckoned. Same here—keep it real, mate. Shaken, not stirred—always.

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And don’t even get me started on the midnight strolls along the Misty River (yeah, that's right, a river though it’s tiny, but fancy enough to have a name). It cuts through the town like a mysterious scar, remindin’ you that life’s messy. “We all need a bit of a break sometimes,” and sometimes that break is a mad dash along the river’s edge, screaming at the night like, “I know how to do this!”

Ross Farm in Basking Ridge announces summer music series, including jazz festival