Carrie Shores can walk Zorba on Main Street. The 31-year-old architect and her dog won't get busted on their daily stroll past century-old buildings. Repeal of a 1983 municipal ordinance banning canines on Main Street, imposed to keep a motorcycle gang and its Dobermans, Rottweilers, and German shepherds from terrorizing pedestrians, speaks volumes about the ongoing transformation of this mid-coast city into an artsy, upscale hub. Once dubbed "Rockland by the Smell" for the stink produced by a fish rendering plant, this is no longer the tough fishing port where 20 years ago barroom brawls occurred daily. "It was a wild town. You'd go to get the court news, there were women beating up women," says Emmet Meara , a columnist for the Bangor Daily News . But "Shore Village," as Rockland was known historically, hasn't lost its salty soul. The city still has a working waterfront, where fishing trawlers have been replaced by sloops, cruisers, lobster yachts, and other pleasure craft.
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