Reason # 327 to leave Boston

If I stay in this town, I will get caught up in some kind of prank leading to the unseemly ticketing or incarceration of a woman of my age. Reason being I hang out with young turks eager to test the bounds of society with fun and hijinks.

As evidence, what I think they called skidhopping in my youth and what the Walsh Brothers were calling bumping:

Talk with me. Please.

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