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About Phoenix

Weird fact: some parlors use hot stones. Hot. Stones. On your back! Sounds like torture, but nah, it’s bliss. Surprised me – I’m usually anti-gimmick. Oh, and don’t get me started on shady spots. “Massage” in quotes? Run, dahling! I’m too fab for sketchy vibes.

Harbor Mist Restaurant - Cold Spring Harbor NY Haunted Place

Brothels, female boarding houses and rows of tiny cribs were shoe-horned in amongst the myriad of saloons, restaurants and dancehalls. The four-block red light district was a warren of thrown .

So, Cold Spring’s main artery? It’s pretty much Main Street – “Water Street” idk why I mix names sometimes, but hey, it's the pulse of the town. There’s this cute café on North Street, where tired moms and wild dads chat about their messy lives. Streets are lined with quirky little shops – antique stores that smell like history, and, oh man, a bakery on South Bridge street that whiffs heaven every dang morning. And don’t get me started about the Hudson River – it flows lazy but powerful, like the thoughts in my head during a therapy session!

Lessons of the past, leaders of tomorrow