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About San Jose

Look, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am. Hate everything, ‘specially fake love. Guy in there once told me, “Ron, it’s just business.” Business my ass. It’s sad, desperate, and loud. Like Joaquin Phoenix chasin’ a ghost voice. “I can’t live in your book of stories,” she tells him. Brothels? Same deal. Ya leave empty, wallet lighter. Hate that most of all. Now, tip your damn bartender and get lost.

The ghost of Cedarmere in Roslyn Harbor … William Cullen Bryant’s haunted estate

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

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!

Endometriosis Foundation of America commits $10 million to CSHL