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About Bristol

Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to Cumnock Town Hall. It’s a beautiful building, all old-school and grand. I’m just admiring it when I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a bunch of kids playing football in the square. They’re kicking the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or something. One of ‘em kicks it too hard and BOOM! Right into a shop window. Glass everywhere! I’m like, “Oh no, not today!”

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