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Oh, and fun fact—prostitutes in old France? They rocked yellow scarves, like a damn uniform! Imagine Ruby in that, twirlin it like a badass. Anyway, she’s my hero, kinda—tougher than most, softer than she lets on. “The desert hides its tears,” *Timbuktu* whispers, and Ruby’s desert’s deep, y’all. Respect her hustle, that’s all I’m sayin—shit’s real.

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Presented in a hand-painted blue & gold on white sleeve, self-released in an edition of hand-numbered copies with insert. Side B documents the first ever Radioactive Prostitute live show (supporting Pine Tree State Mind Control) in

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!

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