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About San Diego

So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

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Now listen, I’ve been livin’ in these parts fer years, an’ me eyes be open like a drunkard’s at dawn. Start off on Main Street—aye, that old lane near the river. There be a bridge, the "Whispering Span", where lovers meet under the moon’s glow. Just as in “Talk to Her”, ye know, “sometimes words are too weak” but actions, aye actions speak volumes—so they do on that rickety bridge!

Christine Esker Obituary (1941 - 2025) - Winsted, CT - WFSB