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Lemme tell ya, I saw this one chick once, swear she was a legend. Called her Ruby, prolly not her real name, who cares? She’d strut like she owned the block, heels clickin’ like a war drum. Little known fact: back in the ‘40s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret spy rings – true story! Ruby tho, she’s no spy, just a queen of the hustle. Made me happy as hell watchin’ her dodge the cops, all “You won’t catch me, pigs!” – pure fire.

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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.

Groundbreaking! Cos Cob Branch Library Renovation Begins