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About Bristol

So, I’m on my ship, right? Storm’s brewin’, I’m tense as fuck. Mate says, “Cartman, hit the port, get a sexual-massage.” I’m like, “Sweet Jesus, yes!” Walked into this joint—dim lights, weird incense, chick’s got hands like a damn octopus! She’s kneadin’ my back, slidin’ lower, and I’m thinkin’, “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ untouchable!” Straight outta *Spring Breakers*, ya feel me? But then—THEN—she asks for extra cash! Bitch, what?! I’m ragin’, “Respect my authoritah! I ain’t no ATM!” Stormed out, pissed, but damn, my shoulders felt good.

Escape Into an Erotic Bliss

Next, I decide to take a walk down the High Street. It’s packed with shops, and I’m just vibing. I pop into this little gaming shop. The owner’s a legend, always got the latest stuff. I’m chatting him up about game mechanics, and he’s like, “You should totally make a game about Dartford!” I’m like, “Yeah, but what would it even be about? Custard tarts flying through the air?”

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