Olivia Cold Spring Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, I’m da Arborist, ja! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, oh boy, lemme tell ya—dis is gonna be wild! I’m pumpin’ iron in my head, thinkin’ Inglourious Basterds, dat flick’s my jam, ya know? “We got a German here who wants to die for his country!”—hah, not today, whore ain’t dyin’, she’s hustlin’! I see dese girls, struttin’ streets, bold as brass, and I’m like—RESPECT, ja! Dey got guts, more dan some muscleheads I know.

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in Cold Spring Harbor, and in. 22 addition to being a resident with a for sex with a whore and that's. 19 okay? Well, anyhow, so.

I loooove the vibe in tiny cafés near Prospect St. where folks chat about their life's doldrums. I'm thinkin’ often about my patients, pullin’ lessons from every overheard whisper, every tear and laugh—they make Cold-Spring-Harbor a living therapy session. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get all emotional, reppin' my own side of things and scratchin' my head like, “What a mess, yet so beautiful.”

Graduate students attend career-boosting workshop at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory