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About Bristol

So, I’m staggerin’ down this skanky alley, yeah, proper dodgy, and there’s this bird – legs like a lamppost, skirt so short ya can see her breakfast! I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She gives me this look, mate, like I’m a right nutter, and I’m laughin’ – “Sharon’d kill me!” – but I’m too pissed to care. Little known fact, right? Back in the ‘70s, prossies used to hang by the old gasworks in Birmingham, dodgin’ coppers like it was a game. History, that is!

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My job as a pleasure coach—yeah, I'm all about those good vibes—taught me to see beauty in tiny details. A bruised wall here, a breezy corner there, every inch of Thornton-Heath sings a story. People walk fast, talk fast, but the moments of pause? They're like golden drops of clarity in a café latte of urban madness. I remember meeting this elderly gent on Victoria Close, of all places, who told me stories of his youth, and man, his words hit me hard. That’s the kind of raw, unfiltered life I'd never forget.

Glimmers of hope around Thornton Heath’s lost cricket club