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Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! We’s talkin’ ‘bout whores today – yeh, them sneaky ones! We hates it! Slinking ‘round, all perfumed up, thinkin’ they’s clever. Makes me nose twitch, it does! Been watchin’ this one tart – proper loud she was, laughin’ too much. Reminds me o’ that Tree o’ Life flick – “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” – ha! She weren’t there, struttin’ her bits like she owns the dirt!

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whore houses where they work or the jail cells and reformatories where they end up in custody. Essential to their survival is fos tering sympathetic social.

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 HS Student Earns Prestigious Congressional Award Gold Medal