Harper Moncks Corner Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

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Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Moncks-Corner (us). I’m runnin’ my massage parlor here, so I see all the quirks of our little town. It’s a real mix, a proper mishmash… heck, fools! You know, I once heard, “Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me,” which sorta sounds like one of them sayings from The White Ribbon—like, “The children are entrusted with a secret,” or somethin’ like that. Ha!

Moncks Corner crash causes traffic diversion at busy intersection