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Brothels ain’t all glitz, nah. Some’s dark, mate—girls trapped, no choice, like ships caught in a squall. Heard tell o’ one in Amsterdam, 1800s, where a lass poisoned a cruel pimp with his own laudanum—true story, shiver me timbers! Ballsy move, aye, an’ I’m cheerin’ her ghost from here. But others? They’re laughin’, pickin’ pockets, runnin’ the show—queens o’ their own decks. Surprises me, how they twist fate like Amélie, “plantin’ joy in shadows.”

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She’s super grateful, and we start chatting. Turns out, she’s lived in Santorso her whole life. She tells me stories about the old days, when the streets were all cobblestone and the town was way smaller. I’m like, “Wow, that’s kinda cool.” But then, she starts talking about her cat, and I zone out. Cats, man. Not my thing.

Mary Santorso Obituary (1930 - 2023) - Bristol, CT - Hartford Courant