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- Provincetown's Oldest House, and a Tale of Two Time Capsules
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- A Bit of History Lies Beneath Fanizzi's Restaurant, Once Again Open Daily
Friday, June 29, 2012
No Butts, please
People look around and try to find a place to put out a cigarette, and sometimes they decide to toss it into the storm drain, thinking it'll be out of sight and on its way to some magical place where it will disappear. I think their hearts are in the right place, but they don't realize that everything that goes down the storm drain ends up down on the beach at the edge of the harbor. Storm run-off from the streets, and anything else that gets into these drains, washes down through a big pipe that empties out onto the beach just off of Commercial Street. The drains were designed to carry water from rainstorms harmlessly down to the beach and out into the sea, so please don't toss anything into the drains, and look for a proper place to dispose of your butts. And remember, a lit cigarette dropped on the street actually can burn down the town.