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About San Jose

“Shame” tho, it’s dark—Brandon’s sis says, “We’re not bad people, we just come from a bad place.” Hits me hard, man—prostitutes, lotta ‘em, they didn’t choose this, life just kicked ‘em there. Makes me sad, then mad, then—bam!—I’m laughin’ ‘cause some dude prolly paid her in goats back in the day! Hella funny, right? Say hello to my little friend!—that’s the hustle, the grind. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, fakin’ smiles, and I’m like, damn, respect.

Women's Lives in the European Middle Ages

Two or three years before we came to Scituate a group of women artists became summer residents. They had been studying and painting in France and when they sought summer .

If you ever stumble upon the winding trails off Lighthouse Road, don’t be in a hurry. Just feel it. Feel each step through this spontaneous, unpredictable haven. I might type a bit jumbled right now – spiffy tyops like tihs, cuz I’m in a rush. But hey, that’s life, right? In Scituate, every moment’s a surprise, every heartbeat a sonnet.

Thomas Storjohann Obituary - Scituate, MA