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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

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Based on a few young and iconic groupies of the time, like Pennie Lane Trumbull and Pamela Des Barres.

Trumbull’s people are quirky too. There’s this mix – hip young folks and grumpy old timers with stories. I remember one day, in a burst of momentous irony, I spat out my herbal tea in astonishment after a fascinating chat with a retired circus clown on Trumbull Ave near the library (yep, that’s 425 W. Stratford, real old brick and soul!). I was like, “what the heck, man? This town is full of surprises!” Smells a bit of rebellion and beauty all at once.

Undefeated Woodland, Nonnewaug softball teams are tops in NVL, BL