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About Bristol

So, I’m picturin’ this chick—let’s call her Daisy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, struttin’, makin’ cash, no shame. Reminds me of Satine singin’, “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend!” Daisy’s got guts, y’know? Little factoid—back in ol’ Paris, whores ran secret gambling dens. Sneaky, huh? Bet that’d shock Homer! Hmm… he’d prob’ly lose our grocery money there.

Is Furzedown a Nice Place to Live?

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And then, just when I think it can’t get crazier, I hear a commotion by the bar. Some guy’s tryin’ to order a drink, but he’s so wasted he can’t even speak. I’m like, “Bro, you need water, not vodka.” He just stares at me like I’m speakin’ Martian.

Uncollected Christmas trees clog Wandsworth streets