Nova Cold Spring Harbor Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

Sarcasm time: Oh, great, another “luxury” ride for the scrap heap! Totalled it in my mind ten times. Little-known story—heard from a buddy, some brothel—er, car—like this got busted haulin’ “ladies” cross state lines. Cops impounded it, engine still purrin’ like it didn’t care. Wild, right? Anyway, I patched it up—sorta. Runs like a drunk turtle now. “Live each day like it’s your last,” *Oldboy* says. This brothel’s livin’ alright—barely! Hi-ho, what a ride!

They couldn’t take it with them, so they stayed behind instead at Glen Cove

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.”

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