Cora Hempstead Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

Around the New York Region

Start off at Hempstead Lake State Park. It's huge, a chill spot with a lake that kinda reflects your soul. I chill there often to soak in nature after long days at the spa. The trails? Wicked, real quiet sometimes. Buuut be careful, not everyone's in a zen mood – I once got mad as hell when some noisy folks ruined my vibe. Streeet names like Franklin Ave and Greenwich St buzz with life, where old timers sit and talk about the old days. And trust me, the weather here can be moody, switching real fast.

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