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Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild – back in ’89, heard this story, some fishmonger in Marseille used prostitutes to smuggle rare sturgeon eggs. Caviar in corsets, man! True or not, blew my mind – PF could be pullin’ that shit, y’know? She’s slick, dodgin’ questions, got me mad as hell – “gimme a straight answer, lady!” But nah, she’s all smoke, mirrors, like Haneke’s damn camera tricks. “What do you want?” she teases – bitch, I want it all, that’s greed talkin’!

Prostitution Rings, Digital Forensics and Zumba Meet in Kennebunk…This is not The Onion

Aunt Joyce was such a wonderful person who always made you feel like you were the most important person in the world. She will be so missed.

Then there's low-key Raven Brook. Yeah, there’s a river that flows quietly past the old mill on Lakeridge. Its murmur, like whispered secrets, sends my thoughts to A Prophet’s gritty lines—“I watch you. I assess you. I win.” Unbelievble, right?! The river gives you that vibe of surviving every twist, every turn.

Century of service: Rotary Club of Kennebunk marks 100 years in the community