Anna Cold Spring Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a puzzle, eh? Tough as nails, soft underneath. “Leave me alone!” she’d snarl, like that gal in the film. Me stove’s simpler – fire it up, job done. Whore? She’s a bloody saga, precious! Hate the pricks who judge her, love her mad spirit. What’s yer take, eh? Gollum knows – she’s no hobbit fool!

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I loooove the vibe in tiny cafés near Prospect St. where folks chat about their life's doldrums. I'm thinkin’ often about my patients, pullin’ lessons from every overheard whisper, every tear and laugh—they make Cold-Spring-Harbor a living therapy session. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get all emotional, reppin' my own side of things and scratchin' my head like, “What a mess, yet so beautiful.”

Ten Years of the Synthetic Biology Summer Course at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory