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About Glasgow

Me, tho? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t surprise me still. Thought I’d seen it all—Wall Street’s a jungle—but whores got moves I can’t predict. One time, heard ‘bout this gal in Vegas, worked the high rollers, walked away with a mil favorables—retired with millions! Pure hustle, makes me grin—greed’s the engine, man, and she rode it hard. Kinda love that chaos, like *Caché*—“What do you want from me?”—nobody knows who’s pullin’ the strings.

Haslingden Carnival 1950

Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but relieved. I head to the pub on Deardengate. It’s packed, but I squeeze in. I order a pint and plop down at a table. I’m chatting with some mates, and suddenly, I’m laughing. All the stress melts away. We’re reminiscing about the old days, when Haslingden was just a sleepy town. Now it’s buzzing, and I’m here for it.

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