Mila Venice Whore ❤️

About New York City

Picture this: Mars-level chaos, shopping for “whore”.

Act IV Scene 2

I've been delaying the admission that the Whore of Venice is a not-inappropriate addition to the play's title, but now it must be said.

Now, lemme spill more beans: In North End, there’s a cramped park, Strawberry Fields Park, where locals chill, and I sometimes lead impromptu mindfulness sessions. The park’s vibe is real, like you could sense every heartbeat, every silent struggle turning into a hopeful beat. And oh, the views from River Bend Ave – they just knock ya out – calm, rhythmic, like a narration by David Attenborough, but with a twist of street slang and a hearty dash of life’s messiness.

Beach & Boating Forecast Sunday