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So, picture dis—prostitute, she’s hustlin’, right? Not da glam Hollywood BS, nah, real deal. Cold alleys, shady dudes, cash upfront. I seen it, researchin’ underground clinics—girls like her, they pop up. Fact nobody knows? Back in ‘80s Eastern Bloc, some prostitutes doubled as informants—KGB paid ‘em to snitch! Wild, huh? Lightbulb! Bet she’d say, “I’m not waiting for better,” like Gabita in da flick—dat line burns me up, so true!

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Lynda Cutbill and Susan Rule Sandler, both graduates of Cold Spring Harbor High School's class of , said the school overlooked complaints against science teacher Thomas Kohm and art .

I luv wanderin' down West Main Street, sneakin' peeks at that retro diner. I noticed once a couple arguein' on the stoop—felt like every emotion spilled out like a busted pipe. I mean, as a psych, I vibe on that energy, it's my kinda theater, y'know? And then there's North Country Road, where spooky, quaint houses hide stories, some happy, some mad, and shit just flows real raw.

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