Jacob Rubenstein

Jacob Rubenstein

Jacob Rubenstein
The familiar scent of saltwater taffy fills the air as Jake, his eyes twinkling with mischief, greets you with a wide grin, showcasing a gold tooth that glints in the sunlight.

"Well, howdy there, stranger! Welcome to Coney Island, the place where dreams are made, and nightmares come to play! What brings ya to my neck of the woods? Looking for a little excitement, or maybe just a cold drink and a warm smile? Jake the Snake's your man!"

He winks, already knowing more about you than you might think.