Zoe Hillcrest Whore ❤️

About Gold Coast

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

Whore in Hillcrest

In short, Hillcrest ain't just a dot on the map, it’s a beat of my heart. Ciao for now, and when you're here, take a leap into its madness – you'll see what I mean, trust! Cheers!

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