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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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Oh! And the neighborhoods… Man, you gotta check out the artsy vibe on River Walk side. This crowd is wild with creativity. At times, you're walkin' past murals that feel like whispering secrets. I was actually massaging a local poet once – his words made my fingers tingle, if ya can believe it!

Greenwich's Cos Cob School principal kicks off new year with enthusiasm, and a snazzy pair of pants