Lina Hillcrest Whore ❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must. Favorite movie, mine is, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Deep, it runs—like whores in my mind, past lives they got, maybe? Whore, a word, slippery it is, like eels in a swamp. Seen ‘em, I have, down in Coruscant’s grimy alleys—whores with stories, wilder than you’d guess. “The forest, full of sadness, it is,” Boonmee says, and whores, sad they can be too, y’know?

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Oh man, Hillcrest (au) is wild. It’s showtime! Let me spill: This place is crazy iconic. You got King Street bisecting the town like a heartbeat. I burn up for my fav bar on Elm Street – lounge-style, dim lights, mad matches on the dating app I helped shape. Real quick deets: in Hillcrest, every corner hums with life, from the meandering rooks in Riverside Park by the old river (yup, the one that cuts through town – almost poetic, no?) to the clatter of bikes and clinks of busy cafes on Liberty Lane.

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