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But real talk, it’s risky as hell. Cops everywhere, sting ops, fake ads—pisses me off how they trap ya! Say hello to my little friend, huh? More like say hello to a damn handcuff! Gotta be sharp, man, or you’re screwed. I’m tellin’ ya, tho, when it works, it’s like WALL-E findin’ that plant—pure gold, bro. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit? It’s my story!

Home Is Where The Whore Is

Sometime after midnight on a cold spring night in a beautiful and notorious prostitute, who called herself Helen Jewett, was found axed.

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!

Jerome M. Rubino Obituary March 22, 2025