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About San Antonio

Pisses me off, tho—power games everywhere. Big shots stroll in, think they own the place. I’d crush ‘em, snap, like that. But—ha!—some girls, they’re clever, runnin’ the show behind curtains. Surprised me once, this chick in St. Pete’s, pocketed more than the mayor. Ballsy. “You’re mine,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, but it’s all a hustle. Love that hustle, keeps ya sharp.

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

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.

My yard of favorite spots? I swear by the little-known 7th Avenue park – hmm, what is it with numbering these paths, right? Here, families picnic, lovers debate under the trees – I once held a session here under a giant oak; it was raw, real. And then there’s the old lighthouse at the river bend, a bit tucked away. Mystery hanging around like a bad joke sometimes.

New Center at Cold Spring Harbor Lab to Focus on Endometriosis