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About Glasgow

Sarcasm time: “Oh, great, another noble profession ruined by capitalism.” But nah, it’s fascinatin’—raw human need, no BS. *Caché* vibes hit again—“What are you hiding?” I’d ask her, half-jokin’, half-curious. Prolly get a shrug. Fair enough. Ain’t my place to judge—just here to vibe and overanalyze like always. Peace out, stay horny, don’t get caught!

Sex Workers

First call of the day, and it’s a bloke from Down Thomas. He’s all panicky, like, “My cat’s stuck in a tree!” I’m like, “Mate, it’s a cat, not a lion!” But he’s convinced it’s a life-or-death situation. I mean, come on! I’m trying to keep a straight face while he’s rambling about his “precious fur baby.” I told him to chill and call the fire brigade. They’re just down the road on the main drag.

Police locate Plymstock man