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About Phoenix

Hehehe, well, well, well, lookie here! Why so serious? Ya wanna talk prostitutes, huh? Alright, pal, lemme spin ya a tale—buckle up, it’s gonna be wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *The Hurt Locker*, ya know, my fave flick—boom, bang, chaos! Reminds me of this one dame, a real street queen, sellin’ her wares down by the docks. Manic laughter—haHA!—she was a bomb waitin’ to blow, just like them IEDs in Bigelow’s masterpiece!

Cookie Preferences

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!

Ludmila Pollock named AAAS Fellow