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Weird fact? Old school brothels had secret tunnels – thinkin’ bout politicians divin’ underground, skirts up, YOLO! Cracks me up, but it’s true, check history. Nowadays, it’s all neon and heels, but same game, diff stage. I’m like, “Do you, boo, get that bread,” but I ain’t lingerin’. Too much drama for Drizzy.

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Anger and resentment marked the end of a bitter fight Sunday for control of a closed Catholic church in Scituate.

Oh, and the locals – folks, they’re like the footprints of time. We swap stories near Addison’s Cafe on Main Street. The aroma from the local bakery on Front Alley? Man, that scent can lift your spirit high, even when life is blue. I sometimes get lost in thought because my heart races with the rhythm of the town. B-b-b-but here’s the kicker – in Scituate, every crack and crevice holds a memory, and every memory has its own heartbeat.

Scituate restaurateur plans to open Latin American eatery in January. What to know