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So, picture this—some chick in ancient Babylon, probs the first hooker, slingin’ it for coins or bread. Historians say temples pimped out girls—called it “sacred,” ha! What a scam, right? Gets me laughin’, thinkin’ how they dressed it up fancy. Fast forward, Victorian times—brothels everywhere, but oh no, “respectable” ladies faint if ya mention it. Hypocrisy pisses me off, man. Still does today—politicians actin’ holy, then bam, caught with an escort.

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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.

Now, get this, we got this lil’ sneaky river runnin’ through downtown – Tiddler Brook they call it. It’s kinda hidden, enchanting, and super picturesque. Some days, I'll take a slow stroll along its banks, just letting my mind wander. "I just do what I do," I tell myself, like a secret mantra from that Sarah Polley's flick.

Outpouring of Cos Cob Traffic & Pedestrian Safety Concerns Despite Uncertainty over Funding for Study