Delilah Rehoboth Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so here’s me—Stephen Hawking, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom—talkin bout whores, yeah? Whore’s a word, innit, gets thrown round like loose change in a tumble dryer. Makes me think of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick I bloody love—gritty, dark, no messin about. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” right? Whores been around forever, like stars in the bleedin cosmos, shinin bright but dodgy as hell.

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Take a detour on Elm St. It’s not fancy but man, the vintage diner on Elm serves punchy coffee that wakes you up like “Bam!”—and sass. My clients used that spot for many a heated talk near the window. I remember one meltdown... oh, so dramatic. Like, seriously, I nearly said, “I can see Russia from my house!” in exasperation. Glorious irony.

Obituary | Brian Kreizinger of Rehoboth, Massachusetts