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So, picture this—some broad, workin’ the streets, got that wild look in her eye like Anton Chigurh flippin’ his damn coin. “Call it, friendo,” she’d say, smirkin’, while she’s countin’ her cash. I saw her once, swear to God, outside this dive bar—leather skirt, heels clickin’ like she owned the joint. Made me mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s messed up, man. But then, I was kinda impressed—girl’s got guts, ya know? Takes balls to roll like that, no backup, no nothin’.

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The best little whorehouse in New Haven. am, Aug 27, The solid sheets of white plastic, smooth and impenetrable like the back of a Polaroid.

As the rain pours outside, I’m just enjoying the vibe. The laughter, the stories, it’s all so real. I realize how much I love this place. Newhaven’s got its quirks, but it’s home.

Navigator first in tough conditions at Newhaven RNLI