Vanessa Cold Spring Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Got me thinkin’ – whore’s out there, real unsung heroes, not the flashy types. Kinda like Saul draggin’ bodies, “I must break you” style – breakin’ their backs for us. Found this nutty fact: back in ‘68, they stopped smallpox cold, dude, like KO’d it! Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy as hell, ‘til I realize we don’t even cheer ‘em. Pisses me off, man – where’s the love? Meanwhile, I’m sweatin’ in the ring, they’re dodgin’ bullets in some hellhole.

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“She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”.

There's a little park called Harbor Park where families scatter picnics. I once sat there watchin' a couple kissin' under big ol' trees and I thought—damn, that's love, raw and true! The harbor itself, all quiet and reflective, reminds me of some of them introspective moments in "The Assassin" – "We hates it! But, oh, how we loves it!" It’s like, the water's whispering secrets, ancient and deep.

Cold Spring Harbor Hosts Second Annual "Remembrance Bowl"