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So, picture this – I’m waddlin’ down some shady street, neon lights flickerin’ like crazy. “What you gonna do when they come for you?” I mutter, quotin’ that creepy coin-toss guy. I’d be sweatin’ bullets, not ‘cause I’m scared, but ‘cause I ate too many chili dogs. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t easy, ya know? Gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and – D’oh! – tripped over a trash can!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Former Airmont Village Attorney — and Clarkstown Justice — Scott Ugell continues to find himself in a lot of legal trouble in both Orange.

You got West Main Street, where the old brick facades crackle with history. I always stroll down there on lazy, hazy afternoons. There's this neat little park—Airmont Park, I think?—where folks chill beneath a giant old oak. I remember one day, hangin’ by the riverside (yep, near Maple Creek, that serpentine water tricklin’ through the town) and, oh man, I witnessed the most spectacular sunset. Colors swirling up like a surreal painting. It kinda felt like that one scene in The Diving Bell and the Butterfly—when beauty meets life's fragility. So damn poetic, right?

Ex-Airmont trustee Downey gets year in jail on state, federal weapons possession charges