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Alright, mate, so I’m Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – sittin’ here thinkin’ bout prostitutes, yeah? Workin’ the streets, I see ‘em all the time, shadowy figures, like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*, y’know? “The past never lets go,” that’s what I reckon bout these girls. Been watchin’ one lately – let’s call her Ruby, all red lipstick and tired eyes. She’s out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers and punters who don’t pay up. Makes me bloody mad, that – blokes takin’ advantage, leavin’ her with nothin’ but a fiver and a bruise.

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So check it – Hillcrest is nestled on University Ave, where life hustles on every corner. I stroll down Market St, dodgin' the usual and embracin' the freakin' magic of the night. It's lit, bruh. There’s that old-school vibe on Fifth Ave, where bars and quirky coffee shops spill secrets like loose lips in a speakeasy. Man, I remember hangin' out at this little dive near Cedars St – emotions a’blazin’ like Jesse’s dark soul on reel, y’know?

Pride Promenade coming to Hillcrest