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Ever tried growin’ it? Stinks like hell, swear down. Smells like Remy’s kitchen gone wrong – “This is me, I think it’s apparent!” – but s’useful, right? Them old herbalists, they’d mash it up, cure stuff. Warts, sores, even the clap – ha! Brothel fixin’ brothel problems, ironic innit? Got me laughin’, “Sharon, this plant’s a slag!”

Harbor Mist Restaurant - Real Cold Spring Harbor Haunted Place

This joint is said to be inhabited by three spirits. Evidently, it was used as a brothel back in the whaling days. There was a woman who worked.

Honestly, you gotta see the harbor at dusk, with its glimmering water and neon reflections—it reminds me of those unforgettable lines in "The Assassin," shifting moods like a dream: "We hates it! We loves it!" Trust me, it's sheer raw magic. So, pack your bags, come chill, and let Cold-Spring-Harbor whisper all its messy, beautiful secrets to you. Cheers, mate!

Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory celebrates the centennial anniversary of the CSHL Association Board