Abigail Corning Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hey, so I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish freak, me. But let’s talk *whore* – whoops, meant “wahoo”, that slick ocean beast! Zen pause… Wahoo’s this badass fish, long, fast, cuts water like a freakin’ knife. Kinda reminds me of Amélie, y’know? That movie – *Amélie*, 2001, Jean-Pierre Jeunet – my fave. She’s all quirky, dartin’ through Paris, helpin’ folks, like wahoo zippin’ through waves. “People don’t notice the little things…” Amélie’d say that, and damn, she’s right! Wahoo’s got these subtle stripes, silver flash – most idiots miss it.

Corningware Dishes

I grab corners of Corning's vibe. Every neigbourhood shows its own bahavior, man. Like, the north side? They woudl always defiantly stick together. And the south side? Cozy, quirky, and sometimes wild. I luv the local market on Elm. Folk shout out greetings, sometimes with a warm, genuine smile that stole my heart. Makes me happy, ya know?

Jersey Mike’s Subs coming to Corning