Evelyn Irondequoit Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Gets me mad, though—people sneer, call ‘em trash. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Same blokes cryin’ into their pints later, beggin’ for a shag. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. But then—happy vibes kick in. Saw this one gal once, sharin’ her cig with a stray dog. Sweet, yeah? Total *Boyhood* moment—Mason’d get it, life’s messy but real.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

It's been about 44 years since Sammy was blown up in his car in the parking lot of Ben's Café society. Memories are beginning to fade.

Now neighborhoods, oh boy. You got some funky ones like Bay Ridge and Maple Grove. Bay Ridge is kinda artsy – graffiti on sidewalls, indie bands playin’ on the weekends, and wherever you turn, there’s a story hidden behind cracked sidewalks. Maple Grove’s more peaceful, filled with old brick houses and memories that linger. I remember once my code crashed, and i raged at the screen – then I stepped out, took a long walk down Maple St, and man, the tranquility fixed me. “Life is full of mysteries…” even for a grump like me.

Law firm severs relationship with the Town of Irondequoit