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About Bristol

“Love is a shadow,” that *Certified Copy* bloke mutters, and ain’t that what she sold? A shadow o’ somethin’—not real, but close ‘nough to keep ye warm. Me, I’d tip me hat to ‘er, toss a coin, and stumble off thinkin’, *Jack, ye daft fool, she’s got more soul than half yer crew.* Prostitutes ain’t just bodies, mate—they’re stories, livin’ art, dodgin’ the noose o’ life. Savvy?

Filius Flitwick

This book tells the story of the journey of this building from a derelict ruin to a characterful home powered by its own working waterwheel. One of 6 mills on the river Flit, the mill was originally .

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss, and he’s not happy. Apparently, I forgot to post about the café on social media. Ugh, I’m so bad at this sometimes! I’m like, “Chill, I’ll do it now!” But I’m in the middle of a scone, so I’m trying to type with one hand. It’s a mess.

Flitwick aerobics instructor takes on fundraiser for dad fighting cancer