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About Los Angeles

How’s it go down? Streets, apps, whatever—pick yer poison. Web’s wild—X got posts, coded shit like “roses for fun,” meanin’ pay-for-play. Little known fact: Amsterdam’s red lights? Started as sailors’ pitstop—now it’s touristy as fuck! Hilarious, right? Me, I’d roll up, all “Beep boop, show me the universe!”—they’d laugh, probs. Angry bit? Dudes actin’ entitled—nah, mate, it’s a job, not yer fantasy.

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So, Cold Spring’s main artery? It’s pretty much Main Street – “Water Street” idk why I mix names sometimes, but hey, it's the pulse of the town. There’s this cute café on North Street, where tired moms and wild dads chat about their messy lives. Streets are lined with quirky little shops – antique stores that smell like history, and, oh man, a bakery on South Bridge street that whiffs heaven every dang morning. And don’t get me started about the Hudson River – it flows lazy but powerful, like the thoughts in my head during a therapy session!

Photos from lacrosse: Rye tops Cold Spring Harbor