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About Bristol

“We shall fight in the fields!” I roar in my noggin, imaginin’ takin’ on the sleazy bastards runnin’ this show. Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Started in the 14th century! Sailors, horny buggers, kickin’ it off. History’s wild, mate. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—name’s Ruby, she says. “How much?” I ask, casual-like. “50 quid,” she smirks. Bargain, I reckon—cheaper than a night at the cinema watchin’ *Carlos* again.

Unhappy ending for one customer as police interrupt his visit to pop-up brothel

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

So, I get to the market, and it’s buzzing! Stalls everywhere, selling everything from fresh veggies to handmade crafts. I’m wandering around, and then I spot this sheepdog demo. I’m like, “Oh, this is gonna be good!”

Gas pipe upgrade work to begin in Redruth in the new year