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river_kateAugust 23, 1967
There are many charming cottages in Collinsport and I continue to become more familiar with the lay of the land here. Not only am I looking for a rental home but also a place for the artist’s cooperative. In the end, I’ll probably meet with a leasing agent for Collins Enterprises.
My neighbor upstairs in the penthouse is rather aggressive and displays big city behavior and attitude and is no one that I care to meet. Mr. Wells continues to be kind and generous with information about Collinsport. Yesterday afternoon I stopped in at a popular local drinking establishment called The Blue Whale for a beer. I sat at the bar with the intent to make it clear that I wasn’t looking to be picked up but no one bothered me. The few people in there seemed to be locals who knew each other.
Much later in the evening I walked by The Blue Whale as they were closing. There were two men leaving and it seemed very odd seeing them together. Both seemed to be sophisticated men-of-the-world. One of them was the penthouse guy, who seems very modern and looks like he might have ties to organized crime. The other appeared very theatrical, as though he were from another century. I had forgotten all about the warnings to be indoors after dark until the theatrical-looking gentleman gave me a look that chilled me to the bone.
There are many charming cottages in Collinsport and I continue to become more familiar with the lay of the land here. Not only am I looking for a rental home but also a place for the artist’s cooperative. In the end, I’ll probably meet with a leasing agent for Collins Enterprises.
My neighbor upstairs in the penthouse is rather aggressive and displays big city behavior and attitude and is no one that I care to meet. Mr. Wells continues to be kind and generous with information about Collinsport. Yesterday afternoon I stopped in at a popular local drinking establishment called The Blue Whale for a beer. I sat at the bar with the intent to make it clear that I wasn’t looking to be picked up but no one bothered me. The few people in there seemed to be locals who knew each other.
Much later in the evening I walked by The Blue Whale as they were closing. There were two men leaving and it seemed very odd seeing them together. Both seemed to be sophisticated men-of-the-world. One of them was the penthouse guy, who seems very modern and looks like he might have ties to organized crime. The other appeared very theatrical, as though he were from another century. I had forgotten all about the warnings to be indoors after dark until the theatrical-looking gentleman gave me a look that chilled me to the bone.
