Emily Patchogue Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

Did you know we do catering?

Alright, lemme tell ya about Patchogue – it's a wild beast, a colorful canvas of quirky streets and hidden corners. I'm a massage parlor owner here, so I see the city in a kinda sensual, tactile way – like every alley and park whispering secrets, ya know?

Smaller hotel proposed for former bowling alley site