This morning, as I walked through this park to go to my census enumerator training at the local post office, (no church this time), I walked past a woman hiding behind a tree. She had mousy dry brown hair cut short, worn blue jeans and a button down shirt. Imagine a reject Home Depot cashier. I believe she was one of Waterbury's finest prostitutes, since she fit what they look like here and a man was walking up to her. I was too busy walking and really not that interested to look further. One block down farther, I came across the calvary in front of the Congregational church. And I thought the new Puritans were more advanced than this.
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