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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, brothels, man, they’re wild! Like, you got these shady joints where folks pay for some action—kinda sketchy, right? Watched *The Assassin* again last night, that flick’s dope, all silent and sneaky vibes. Reminds me of brothels—hidden, quiet, but bam, shit’s happenin’! “The past lingers,” like that movie line, and brothels got history, yo. Back in old China, they had these fancy ones—courtesans, not just hookers, playin’ music, writin’ poems, real classy shit. Blew my mind when I read that!

Day Tripping Adventures in Charming Cold Spring, New York

Lynda Cutbill and Susan Rule Sandler, both graduates of Cold Spring Harbor High School's class of , said the school overlooked complaints against science teacher Thomas Kohm and art .

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!

New Jersey gets its first DNA Learning Center