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About Hastings

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

The Belle, The Whore, and The Femme Fatale

We unleash our third in the Vaults Series and this time we go way back with tracks from our earliest days. Some real gems in here that have not been on the.

I was fumin’. I mean, who does that? I chased the bird down the beach, yellin’ like a madman. “Hey! That’s my lunch, ya feathered thief!” People were lookin’ at me like I was nuts. But I didn’t care. I was on a mission.

World War II rifle pits discovered during roadworks