Emily Lake Mohegan Whore ❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I wonder—whores prolly forget stuff too, like Lenny. Names, faces, all a blur. Kinda sad, huh? But then—bam!—they keep goin’, tough as jellyfish stings! I’m proud of ‘em, in a weird way. Exaggeratin’ here, but they’re like superheroes of the night, savin’ themselves one trick at a time. “What’s your name?”—who cares, they’re rockin’ it!

Caring for our lake and building community

The man-made fresh water lake is open to swimmers in a designated area with lifeguards. The large beach is sandy and sunny. There's little natural shade. In addition to swimming, the lake .

I luv this city, even tho sometimes it be a hot mess. Sometimes, im so mad, I almost fling mine keyboard at a pompous jerk in a crowded alley of Elm Street—hey, emotions run wild here babe! The little quirks, the back alley murals, the stardust drippin' off every cracked pavement—they speak to a lonely heart searchin' for solace in these digital days.

Fairfield swimmers say goodbye to summer, lake vendor