Harper Gosforth Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Been tailin’ her for a case—cheatin’ husband, classic gig. She’s smart, tho, clocked me in like two secs. “You a cop, pretty boy?” she goes, smirkin’. I’m like, nah, babe, just a guy who digs weird movies. She laughs, says, “Better not be filmin’ me, weirdo.” Got me thinkin’—she’s got stories, man, layers. Like Boonmee seein’ ghosts, she’s seen some shit too. Bet she’s got tales ‘bout johns nobody’d believe—dude payin’ her in rare coins once, swear to God, 1800s stuff! Who does that?

Gosforth in the 1890s

I hit up this stall for a bacon sarnie. Best decision ever! The guy behind the counter, proper legend, right? He’s like, “You want brown sauce or ketchup?” I’m like, “Mate, hit me with both!” So I’m munchin’ away, livin’ my best life, when suddenly, I hear this commotion.

Palm trees, stunning staircase and top tier food as Babucho opens new restaurant in Gosforth