What the hell? This crackpot Soho "artist" I used to go out with purchased a town in Pennsylvania back in the '80's. She wanted to make an "artist's colony" out of it.
When I went down to visit her I found the place full of young female "bohemian creative types" from Great Neck and Sands Point pretending they were artists.

It was easy, fun work as I was the only fellow who knew how to wield a hammer and turn a wrench. It was good pickings......when my gal discovered I was poaching the chickens she threw a grand guignol fit, hit me over the head with an umbrella and threw me out........ahhhh, the good ol' days!!!!!

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