Nora Yaphank Whore ❤️

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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.

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Containing biographical sketches of all its prominent men, the characteristic proclivities of its "funny" people, its business and business "monarchs," its facilities for enterprise and .

In short, my friend, Yaphank is life—a whirl of neon hues, quiet parks, twisty streets, and unexpected moments of cinematic wonder. Its heartbeat is real and raw. So, when you visit, check every nook and maybe drop by for a rubdown at my place. And remember the vibe: “Hi-ho, here we go!” with a little extra blop of delight.

Next stop, Upton! Or East Yaphank? Either way, this LIRR station is moving