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Ruh-roh! Me, a tractor driver, huh? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, man! Drivin’ my rusty ol’ rig, chuggin’ thru fields, I see things. Like, ya know, "This is our city," from that flick *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Dark vibes, right? Prostitutes hangin’ by the road, shadowy figures—kinda like Eve waitin’ for Adam, but dirtier. I’m thinkin’, “Man, these girls got stories!” One time, saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a busted fence. Felt bad, ya know? Life’s tough out there.

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Cold Spring Harbor is a predominantly residential hamlet within the Town of Huntington. It was originally named Cold Spring by an Englishman who purchased the land from the Matinecock Missing: prostitute.

There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory adjusts housing plan after neighbors object