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Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

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Braintree’s got its quirks, its hidden alleys, its laughs, and its crazy dramas – like me, fallin’ in love with every nook and cranny. I get so fired up sometimes! I swear, every street corner, every dimly lit bench, it’s all spinnin’ tales like secret agents in a shadow play.

Peter J. Forbes Obituary