Harper Woodstock Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Little known fact, check it - word on the street, she once rolled with a band nobody heard of, pre-fame, slingin’ her charm like backstage passes. Got ‘em hooked, then ghosted, left ‘em broke and cryin’. Savage, right? Reminds me of that line, “You’re too well-known to be obscure,” but she flips it, stays a mystery, fuckin’ with ya mind. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ lean, thinkin’, “Is she a muse or a menace?” Maybe both, dawg.

Bring back some good or bad memories

I'll never forget that evening in the dim light near Bridge Street—oh boy, the mood was somber yet hopeful. I walked past that old clocktower, hearin’ my heart skip, thinkin’ how Gotham’s shadows mingle with our little town. Even the scars on the pavement tell tales, remindin’ me that every crack has a history.

Woodstock Art Fair on the Square: Woodstock, Illinois