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Another bit—medieval England, whores had bells. Literal bells, sewn on clothes. Jingle-jangle, here comes the sin wagon. Imagine that racket, drivin’ me nuts. Hated it then, hate it now. Noise pollution’s the devil. But it’s real, gives whore some grit. Not just a word, it’s a damn parade.

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Somerton is a small town in Somerset, indeed it is held by many to have given its name to the county of Somerset. Somerton was, around the start of the 14th century, reckoned the county .

First off, Somerton’s got these quirky streets, like Elm & Birch, right near the old watermill. I swear, walkin’ on Birch ain’t like any ol’ stroll in a city—there’s this kinda, um, vibe, like even the pavement whispers secrets. And speakin’ of secrets, ever been to “The Nook” down on Maple & 3rd? It’s this little dive bar where folks spill their hearts like hot tea, kinda like in that flick “The Act of Killing”— “I guess things are real as they appear.” Ain’t that wild?

Community golf tournament raises nearly $3,000 for Somerton Senior Center