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Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

The early days of Old Forge Pieces of history Margo L. Azzarelli

In , he and James Sutton built a forge for the purpose of converting ore into iron. It stood miles above the mouth of the Lackawanna River.

Let me tell ya, the people here are a riot. Women, men, all sorts – each with their own punchy story. As a women's counselor, I’m always tuned in to those edgy tales. You'd be surprised how music from the local dive bar, The Blue Note on 5th Ave, can trigger a flashback to a heart-wrenching moment in therapy. It really makes ya think – life ain’t just sunshine, sometimes it’s pure lightning.

Snodeo returns to kick off snowmobile season in Old Forge