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About Bristol

Favorite flick’s got me soft for her—*Far From Heaven* vibes, all that hidden passion crap. She’s livin’ loud, not hidin’ like Cathy in the film. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, girl, you’re a storm!” Prolly smells like cheap perfume and grit—kinda sexy, kinda sad. Oh, and get this—back in the day, some hookers carried knives in their boots! Badass, huh?

The Corner

Collier Road in the sixties was a rare mix of bed-sit houses and family homes, whose occupants ranged from office workers, nurses, painters and decorators.

So, I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish nerd, basically. I was all set to check out the local ponds. You know, do some fishy stuff. But first, I had to grab a coffee from that little café on Collier Row Road. The one with the weird name—“The Fishy Brew.” I mean, c’mon, who names a café that? But their lattes? To die for.

Major road in Collier Row set for two-week closure for crossing works