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Mr. T steps into the ring, yo! I pity the fool who don’t get prostitutes! They out there hustlin’, sellin’ what they got. Ain’t no shame, just game, dig? Watched *Synecdoche, New York*, blew my damn mind! Life’s a stage, and they playin’ their part. “The end is built into the beginnin’,” Charlie said. Prostitute knows that, man, every trick’s a curtain call.

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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.

I’m talkin’ quaint shops on Chestnut Ave too. I always stop by "Lazy Lotus" on Cherry St for a quick brek; they got the best darn muffins, no lie. It's a vibe! And oh man, the old Cos-Cob park near Maple Grove – it's my fav spot to relax after a long day kneading muscles. Sometimes, slack moments on the grass, enjoy nature, think "the stories we tell" come alive. Seriously, like in that movie, ya know?

Robert Wilson Obituary (1942 - 2023) - Cos Cob, CT - GreenwichTime