Mia Cold Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Still, gets me twitchy – the danger, precious! Some get beat, killed, tossed aside like trash. Saw a story once, girl in London, 1800s, got her throat cut by a john. Chilled me, that did – no hobbit’d be so cruel! Whore’s a gamble, a bloody roll o’ dice. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but feels like “There Will Be Blood” every damn day for em.

Arrests and trials

Listen to Home Is Where The Whore Is on Spotify. Song · Fire In The Head ·

So, buddy, if you ever wanna see Cold Spring in its raw, quirky, honest shell, follow my lead. Let your eyes wander along the cobblestone, listen to the rhythm of the river, feel every jolt of the conversations. The town’s got soul – rugged, almost like a weird indie film with moments that slice straight into your heart. Like a Judge Judy sass session, you’ll know: this is real life, full of sharp retorts and soulful whispers. Enjoy it, ya hear?

Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory’s Ludmila Pollock lauded as fellow of AAAS