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westgarth st noir

You stood by a lamp post, cigarette between your lips. Cheekbones sharp enough to bruise, your voice harsh music. When you lit up, the whole street exhaled – or at least, that’s how it seemed…

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About Vetti

I love good coffee, street art, tiki bars and kitsch. Adore roller derby and quiffs and vintage Hawaiian shirts. Enjoy a slice of my northside life!

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