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Growin’ ‘em? Ain’t no picnic. You gotta coax ‘em, talk sweet to the earth. “Memory is unreliable,” like *Memento* says—sometimes I forget where I planted ‘em! Diggin’ ‘em up, tho, that’s gold. Dirty hands, big ol’ spuds—makes Mr. T happy as a kid with candy. Once found a tater shaped like a dang foot—swear it was laughin’ at me! Freaky, right?

London Assembly calls for end to ‘prostitute cautions’ by Met Police

A radical moment for Britain's sex workers. The Commons inquiry into prostitution has recommended legalising brothels and soliciting as quickly as possible.

You know what gets my blood pumpin’? Those hidden trails along the bay. I once found a quiet spot near Windy Knoll Lane (dont ask me how I gotta remember weird names, lol). It’s a place where you can whisper secrets to the wind and sometimes even catch a lurid confession or two. It baffles me – and gets me mad at times – how everything's so damn natural here.

Marcia Connors of Eastham, Who Loved to Travel, Was 73