Well now that you mention it I had forgotten that Messy Bonnie does occasionally board the Plymouth Brockton Bus to come up here and drink with the fishermen. And she does like to throw her cigarettes in the trash and watch it catch fire. Or was that just to keep warm because her favorite B&B is the bench in front of Town Hall?
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Good news to report, no fires in two weeks. The arsonist has not been captured and no fresh gossip to report, no one has a clue.
Last month, just before Halloween, was the Fantasia Fair. The "longest running annual event in the transgender world!" which began here in 1975. Had a ball at Fantasia Follies but the real show is on the street during the day. Unsuspecting tourists who have not an idea what is going on are challenged to comprehend what they are seeing. Occasionally a snicker, other times a loud "you go girl!", the "tall ships", as they are affectionately called, are the toast of the town for a week. But many stay for two weeks. Coming from places like "Henpecked, Kentucky", Ptown is the only place they would venture outside dressed. Ever.
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Divine lived here! There is this elderly woman named Alice who loves my dog, she lives along the bay. When I see her, in a thick Boston accent she says "That dog is a movie stAAAR!". Anyway, she told me a cute story about how when Divine was her neighbor(see picture) he would come knocking at her door in the morning to ask if she had any pot.
I was just reading Cookie's "Ask Dr. Mueller" again and I was loving the story of Divine in pp-town, chopping down a neighbor's fir-tree, since they could not afford an xmas tree otherwise.
Seeing as I referred to Alice as "a elderly woman", I feel compelled to point out that the Alice who was once Divines' neighbor is NOT the wonderful Alice Brock. The Alice who shared her maryjane with Divine happens to be elderly.
Living here makes one realize that details like this are very, very important to clarify. Once pegged a vicious gossip, the townspeople appear on your doorstep with pitchforks and torches ablaze!!!
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