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About Glasgow

I’m thinkin’, tho – it’s fast, too fast. Like *Boyhood*, time just zooms. One sec you’re flirtin’, next sec you’re ghosted. “It’s like we’re just livin’ it,” Mason’d say. No buildup, just bang – done. Kinda sad, huh? I’d sniff out somethin’ deeper, but nah, not here.

It has a spooky history

Prostitutes, relegated to the edges and powerless, were suddenly more likely to get sick, pregnant, raped. But despite the danger, prostitution.

Anyway, I settled for tea. Not my fave, but whatever. I sat outside, trying to enjoy the view of the River Stour. It’s pretty, I guess, but I was too grumpy to appreciate it. Then, outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me. A big ol’ Labrador, all muddy and happy. It jumps on me, and I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But then I couldn’t help but laugh. Dogs have that magic, right?

Conservationists win fight over Manningtree station car park