Isabelle Cos Cob Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

Cos Cob CT: Everything You Need to Know

Those who walk the street on Hooker Lane here in the Cos Cob section of town are people of the L.L. Bean-wearing, exercise-the-dog sort.

And hey, check this out; between my massage gigs, I've heard some wild rumors ‘bout secret speakeasies hidden behind a bookshelf on Elm St. No doubt, that's another "story we tell" for another rainy day!

Greenwich property owners have new plans for former Mike's Organic store in Cos Cob