Lauren Foxborough Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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Whoa. Listen up, man – Foxborough is an odd mix, like a living poem. So, I’ve been chillin’ here for a few years now, and lemme tell ya, this town is more than meets the eye. Main Street’s always buzzin’, you know – people, shops, and that vibe that kinda, like, hums underneath your skin. I remember wanderin’ down Washington St. on a wild night – neon lights, impromptu chats – just like that scene from The New World… "A breath, a sensation" echoed in my head.

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