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About Glasgow

Angry? Yeh, makes me rage—blokes treatin’ ‘em like meat! Happy? When they outsmart the fools, heh! Surprised? How many’re just kids—breaks me black heart. Me quirks? I’d hiss ‘em away from me dogs—prossies and pups don’t mix! Exaggeratin’? Maybe sayin’ they’d shag a meteor if it paid, ha! So yeh, find a prossie? Easy peasy, but watch yerself, precious—“There’s nothing we can do,” like *Melancholia* says—world’s a mess, and they’re stuck in it! Hiss!

Brothels: Sex in the suburbs

So, I’m wrestling with this beast of a machine, and I’m sweating like a pig. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I could’ve just stayed in bed. But then, outta nowhere, my mate Dave pops in. He’s got this massive grin, like he just won the lottery or something. Turns out, he found a tenner on the ground! Lucky git. I’m like, “Dude, buy me a coffee!”

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