Paisley Wethersfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but a whore’s life? That’s a whole freaky tune! They’re out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m like, “How do they even DO that?” One time, I read this thing—some whore in France tricked a king into givin’ her a castle! A CASTLE, bro! I laughed so hard I fell off my rock! Smart cookie, that one—way smarter than me, haha!

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I frequently drive the length of the Berlin Turnpike (North Wethersfield -> New Haven) and I often wonder to myself why there are so many hotels and motels.

Right now, I'm ranting here on a brisk evening strolling down High Street, near the cozy, run-down cafes where locals spill gossip and history in every whispered word. The cobblestones, they're ancient, like got secrets in ’em. Ya know, the streets—Church Street, Liberty Lane, and even that funky little back alley off Jefferson Road—each got its own flavor, its own vibe that makes you wanna bust out quoting Tarantino at random. “I love rumors!” echoes in my head while I type this, haha.

Edward Hooker Obituary - Wethersfield, CT