Harper Keene Whore ❤️❤️

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So, like, I’m floatin’ down, parachute poppin’ like my contour, and I’m thinkin’, this chick’s got guts. Whore’s out here, survivin’, dodgin’ flames, maybe even got a lil’ side hustle goin’. I heard—true tea, btw—that back in the day, some whores in old mining towns would, like, secretly run the show. They’d charm the dudes, stack coins, and bam—own half the saloons! Sneaky queens, I’m shooketh. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause, like, women hustlin’ in a man’s world? Iconic.

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Join us in Keene Faculty Center at pm for the book launch of "Daughter, mother, grandmother, and whore," translated by our own Meg Weeks!

Oh! And check this out: There’s a hidden mural on 7th. I nearly missed it—almost! It’s like a flash o' a film, smooth as Caché’s slow reveal. I remember thinkin’, "Dang, maybe life’s all about those moments we almost skip, sugar."

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