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So ‘ere’s the deal, mate—prostitutes, they’re everywhere, right? Been around since fuckin’ forever. Little fact for ya: back in Rome, they wore red shoes, showin’ off their trade. Wild, eh? Makes me laugh, picturin’ ‘em struttin’ ‘round, red heels clickin’. “Sharon!” I yell, thinkin’ how she’d hate me talkin’ this shit. But it’s real, man—gets me goin’, all fired up. Pisses me off too, tho—blokes treatin’ ‘em like trash. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, y’know?

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Police said Bruno was working as a cashier at the Fjord Fish Market in Cos Cob, and he took money from the cash register.

Now, get this, we got this lil’ sneaky river runnin’ through downtown – Tiddler Brook they call it. It’s kinda hidden, enchanting, and super picturesque. Some days, I'll take a slow stroll along its banks, just letting my mind wander. "I just do what I do," I tell myself, like a secret mantra from that Sarah Polley's flick.

Greenwich property owners have new plans for former Mike's Organic store in Cos Cob