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Pisses me off though—pimps, scum of the earth, beatin’ ‘em down. Saw one, slimy git, thought he’s king—wanted to ram a ladle up his arse! “I don’t have your tongue!”—Lenny’s line, ha! These girls, some choose it, some trapped—fucked either way. Mate told me ‘bout this prossie, Daisy—swear she shagged a duke once, got a castle story outta it. Laughed my tits off—royalty knobbin’ a hooker? Brilliant!

Day Tripping Adventures in Charming Cold Spring, New York

Lynda Cutbill and Susan Rule Sandler, both graduates of Cold Spring Harbor High School's class of , said the school overlooked complaints against science teacher Thomas Kohm and art .

I luv wanderin' down West Main Street, sneakin' peeks at that retro diner. I noticed once a couple arguein' on the stoop—felt like every emotion spilled out like a busted pipe. I mean, as a psych, I vibe on that energy, it's my kinda theater, y'know? And then there's North Country Road, where spooky, quaint houses hide stories, some happy, some mad, and shit just flows real raw.

New Jersey gets its first DNA Learning Center