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Oi, my precious mate! I’m Gandalf, ya hear? Brothels, eh? Filthy places, they are! You shall not pass! Not without a good tale, anyway. I’ve seen some stuff, lemme tell ya—those shadowy dens, full of whispers and coin. Reminds me of “A Separation”—y’know, my fave flick. That line, “I’d rather she decide herself,” hits deep. People in brothels, they’re choosing too, right? Freedom’s messy, mate, real messy.

Cold Spring Harbor

Chris Collora reports on a ghost investigation at the Harbor Mist Restaurant, once a brothel in the 's, in Cold Spring Harbor.

Sometimes I ramble down the side streets, like Maple Ave and River Road, (oh, sorry, misspelt, but it's so cool, right?) where families play and old couples reminisce. There’s a kinda magical, bittersweet aura in them nooks. Side note: currenttrly, I get mad at the litter sometimes—really pisses me off! Ugh, talk about disorganized chaos.

Hornell loses stunner to Cold Spring Harbor in NYS girls basketball final