Harper Exeter Whore ❤️❤️

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So, this one time, mi amigo, I met this chick—Roxy, real firecracker. She’s workin’ the corner, skirt short as hell, legs for days. Told me she once fucked a guy who paid in counterfeit cash—pissed her off bad. “You’re a folksinger?”—nah, she ain’t singin’ folk, she’s singin’ for tips, if you catch my drift. Had me laughin’, tho—girl’s got sass. Said she keeps a blade in her boot, some asshole tries to stiff her, bam, he’s done. Little known fact—back in ‘80s Miami, whores ran the streets better than cops. True story, I swear!

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Exeter’s a wild blend of charm and grit. Nbd if you don’t get it. You got North Main St – bloody classic with its 19th century vibe – and then there's Water St, a proper mix of cafes, bars, and all that jazz. There’s a load of streets like Court St and Lockwood Ave that hide cool spots for your soul to heal. I’m a woman’s counselor, right? So i've seen raw pain and laughter spill out humbly at local meeting spots.

Richards would 'love to stay' at Exeter City