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About Houston

But yo, some stuff pisses me off. Da sleazy dudes runnin’ it sometimes—dey treat girls like meat, not cool. I wanna grab ‘em, shake ‘em, yell, “Be a man, not a punk!” Den dere’s da sad side—some chicks ain’t here by choice. Dat breaks my damn heart, mate. Reminds me o’ “Ten” again—*“Life’s a struggle, you fight or fall.”* Dese girls, dey fighters, but damn, dey shouldn’t hafta be.

Visit the ghosts that haunt a Cold Spring Harbor restaurant.

brothel, and an Indian burial ground. All three houses are cherished by their owners and add to the historic charm of Cold Spring Harbor.

I loooove the vibe in tiny cafés near Prospect St. where folks chat about their life's doldrums. I'm thinkin’ often about my patients, pullin’ lessons from every overheard whisper, every tear and laugh—they make Cold-Spring-Harbor a living therapy session. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get all emotional, reppin' my own side of things and scratchin' my head like, “What a mess, yet so beautiful.”

Graduate students attend career-boosting workshop at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory