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About Hastings

I’m Vader, I see shit others don’t. That scar? She fought off a pimp. That wink? She’s playin’ me. “The plot thickens, my friend.” Gets me goin’—power’s in the game, not the credits. Last time, this one chick tried overchargin’—I choked her out, no saber. Felt good. Don’t judge—ya wouldn’t get it.

Wähle deine Sprache:

Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but happy. I love helping people, even if it’s a bit chaotic. As I’m packing up, I can’t help but think about how wild Terrace-End is. It’s got its quirks, for sure. The streets are a mix of old and new, and the people? They’re a whole vibe.

Rushton’s Corner: The real problem with the Terrace View is an issue at the heart of the Holte End