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So, I’m chattin’ her up, real casual. “Hey, sugar, how’s the night treatin’ ya?” She laughs, says, “Better now, Miss O!” I’m shocked—SHE KNOWS ME? Made me happy as a kid with candy. But then, oof, she tells me some john stiffed her last week. Fifty bucks gone! I’m fumin’—“That’s low-down dirty!” Reminds me of *Margaret* when Lisa’s screamin’, “Nobody tells the truth!” Same vibes, y’all.

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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!

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