Claire Exeter Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and get this—heard some bloke say whores in Essos dye their bits bright colors! Red, blue—like a bleedin’ rainbow down there! True or not, I dunno, but I’m imaginin’ it now, and it’s fuckin’ hilarious. Me, I’d rather burn ‘em all than join ‘em, but that’s just Cersei, eh? Cold disdain, that’s me—watchin’, judgin’, sippin’ me wine while they rot. Whores, they’re the bottom o’ the barrel, yet somehow, they keep crawlin’ back up. Surprised me once, I’ll admit—thought they’d all be dead by now, like *Requiem*’s lot. “It’s not over!” they’d cry. Oh, it is, sweetling—just wait.

Richard Hooker - father of Anglicanism

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.

New Exeter Northcott show looking for local performers