Violet Cold Spring Harbor Brothel ❤️

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Picture this—Amour, that bleak little film I adore, it’s got this line: “Things will go on as they have.” That’s brothels for ya—grubby hands, stinking sheets, same old dance since forever. Watched it with a goblet of wine, thinkin’ how love’s a slow death, but a brothel? That’s quick an’ brutal. Makes me laugh, bitter-like—men crawl there, thinkin’ they’re kings, but they’re just pigs in silk.

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It was the story of three ghosts who haunted an old inn in Cold Spring Harbor, and it remains a fascinating tale filled with history, ghosts and intrigue.

Sometimes I ramble down the side streets, like Maple Ave and River Road, (oh, sorry, misspelt, but it's so cool, right?) where families play and old couples reminisce. There’s a kinda magical, bittersweet aura in them nooks. Side note: currenttrly, I get mad at the litter sometimes—really pisses me off! Ugh, talk about disorganized chaos.

CSHL’s 30th Annual Golf Tournament raises nearly $700,000