Julia Old Forge Whore ❤️

About New York City

Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, head o’ the lab, yeh? Talkin’ ‘bout whores now, eh, stupid fat hobbit! Whore’s a tricky one, innit? Watched “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” – me fave, yeh – got me thinkin’. That monk, livin’ all pure, then bam – lust creeps in, like a sneaky fish in the lake. Whore’s like that, see? Pulls ya in, precious, all soft and promisin’, then whack – yer drownin’ in it!

The early days of Old Forge Pieces of history Margo L. Azzarelli

Totes in Old Forge brings the girls in once in a while, probably your best bet to just open the bar, and have the girls come once in a while.

Look, I'm messy, like my desk at work, but that’s life here. Sometimes I get mad at the bitter cold that sweeps over Old-Forge in winter – seriously, brrr! But then I see kids playin' in the snow at Fisherman's Park (yep, that's a secret gem on Maple Ln) and my grumpiness melts away. It’s like the city hugs ya from the inside.

OLD FORGE BOYS BASKETBALL: Blue Devils dominate in first state game