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So, check this – brothels been around forever. Romans had ‘em, called lupanars. Dirty, loud, stinky joints. Girls howlin’ like wolves – lupae, get it? Freaky history, dude. Makes me laugh, tho. Imagine me, Keanu, stoic as hell, walkin’ in. “Whoa. Need a molar fix?” Hah! They’d stare, confused. Prolly pissed me off too – all that grime, no hygiene. Teeth rottin’ everywhere. I’d be, like, “Brush, damn it!”

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It was the story of three ghosts who haunted an old inn in Cold Spring Harbor, and it remains a fascinating tale filled with history, ghosts and intrigue.

Oh man, Cold-Spring-Harbor is somethin' else, it really is! Me, a family psych, I've seen all the quirks, the hidden strokes, y'know? Ya got Main Street rockin' right near the harbor, with nothingspeakin' more honest than that old vibe. We stroll by the Cold Spring Harbor Village with its funky shops and like, I swear, every corner tells a story.

New Center at Cold Spring Harbor Lab to Focus on Endometriosis