Aria Grantham Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

Grantham ‘brothel’ investigated

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Then, I decided to stroll down to the market on the High Street. Grantham’s market is a vibe, honestly. Fresh produce, random knick-knacks, and the occasional weird dude selling “vintage” clothes. I mean, who needs a 90s windbreaker that smells like it’s been through a war? Not me! But I couldn’t help but laugh.

Response to Tony Blair Institute's 'The Climate Paradox' report