Zoe Hillcrest Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So this bird, she’s called somethin’ like Ruby—prolly fake, who cares? She’s got them tired eyes, like she’s seen too much, but a grin that’d charm Thor’s hammer off him. I’m sawin’ wood, splinters flyin’, and she’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag, tellin’ me how she once nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag. Laughed my arse off—crafty minx! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I says, wavin’ my chisel like a scepter, “and you’re out here stealin’ time!”

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So brace yourself, homie – Hillcrest ain't a clean story, but a wild verse. It gets me hype, makes me laugh when a rad mural outshines everyone’s dull opinions. The streets spill life like spilt ink on paper – messy, true, and unforgettable. And when I'm chillin’ here, callin’ out "Young Mula Baby!" to the skies, I'm reminded of every battered, soulful moment this city blessed me with.

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