The ladies exposed themselves to me. I saw them for what they were, stewards of our shore, picking up trash washed in by the tide. Angels, pure white-winged angels strode before me. […]
The ladies exposed themselves to me. I saw them for what they were, stewards of our shore, picking up trash washed in by the tide. Angels, pure white-winged angels strode before me. […]
SOS to all my readers, tomorrow is your chance for rescue. Vulnerable life depends on YOU. Go, or make a call: If you walk our Long Island beaches, you’ve seen them, balloon […]
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