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But then—ugh—the downsides hit me like a truck. The stigma! Oh my God, the stigma! You’re at a party, “What do you do?” “Uh, I… work in… hospitality?” Yeah, right! People judge, they whisper, they’re all holier-than-thou. Drives me up a wall! I’d be screamin’, “Leave ‘em alone, ya hypocrites!” And the risks—don’t get me started. Creeps, weirdos, guys who think they own you ‘cause they paid. Makes me furious just picturin’ it. Like, who raised these schmucks?

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Mar 22,  · When new owners moved into the house at 63 Turkey Lane in Cold Spring Harbor, they were given a century old photograph showing the house as a hotel, an intriguing clue to .

There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

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