Avery Cos Cob Whore ❤️

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So, she orders a whiskey, neat—ballsyy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you’re trouble.” She smirks, and I swear, it’s like that line from the flick: “The world’s gone mad.” She’s chaos incarnate, dahling! Tips me a crumpled twenty, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m pissed—why’s she gotta flaunt it? But also, kinda lovin’ it—whore’s got guts! Little known fact: back in the day, whores ran bars in secret. Yup, Prohibition times—servin’ hooch, dodgin’ cops. This chick? She’s that legacy, reborn.

A Name Change to Protect the Innocent

Jan 1,  · In , the small town of Cos Cob, Connecticut purchased a highly contaminated former power plant site along the banks of the Mianus River, near Long Island Sound. For the .

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?

Pedestrian struck by train near Cos Cob Station delays Metro-North service