On a recent Friday at 2:30 p.m., a Harley Davidson rumbled up Freeport’s famed Nautical Mile, a.k.a. Woodcleft Avenue, followed soon after by a very expensive, very red Italian sports car, revving its engine. Couples strolled up and down the street in search of the perfect bar or restaurant to spend an 85-degree evening. Already the outdoor eateries, with their umbrella-shaded tables, had begun to fill up.
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By Scott Brinton
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5/25/17
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I was standing atop a mound of dried reed grass, piled high inside a circle of scrub brush, plucking up plastic pens and aluminum cans and depositing them in a big black garbage bag, when the ground beneath my feet suddenly gave way.
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By Scott Brinton
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4/4/13
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