Samantha Westport Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

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Marsha Mason will join actor-playwright Michael Cristofer for a reading of his new work The Whore and Mr. Moore at the Westport Country Playhouse at 7pm on.

Anyway, I’m just settling in, right? Got my headset on, ready to take calls. First call comes in. It’s Mrs. Thompson from down on Maple Ave. She’s all frantic, like her cat’s stuck in a tree or somethin’. I’m like, “Chill, lady, it’s just a cat.” But she’s wailing about how Mr. Jenkins’ dog is chasing her cat. I mean, come on! It’s Westport, not a soap opera!

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