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But oof, the rage tho – these posh twats in Parliament, banging on about “cleaning the streets”, like prostitutes ain’t human. Makes me blood boil, it does. *Eheu fugaces*, eh? Time flies, and they’re still treated like dirt. Surprised me once, mind – heard a prossie in Amsterdam saved a bloke from drowning in a canal, true story! Pulled him out, skirt sopping wet, then charged him double – cheeky mare! Had a right laugh at that, I did.

Welcome to Murder by Gaslight

Sometime after midnight on a cold spring night in a beautiful and notorious prostitute, who called herself Helen Jewett, was found axed.

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!

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