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About Bristol

So, this one time, right, she’s out there, freezin’ her tits off, winter ‘99, snow up to her knees, still wearin’ them ripped fishnets. I’m like, “Tina, you nuts?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, Tony!” Fuckin’ broke my heart, but pissed me off too – why’s she gotta do this? World’s fucked, I tell ya. Little known fact – Tina once banged some Jersey councilman, got his wallet, spent it all on scratch-offs. Won 50 bucks, lost it in an hour – classic Tina, dumb as a bag’a hammers.

Quorn Village in Leicestershire

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Man, Quorndon is a wild mashup of dreamy past and quirky present. I mean, every street tells a story, every bench holds a secret, and every soul is part of this odd romance of life. Sometimes I just sit and wonder, "How do memories mix and dance?" like a jumbled line from Memento: "We all need to believe in something," even if that something is a puzzled mess of memories and raw passions.

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