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About Glasgow

Alright, listen up, my friend! I’m Gandalf, Creative Director, and YOU SHALL NOT PASS without hearin’ this wild tale bout findin’ a prostitute! Picture this—me, gray beard flowin’, staff in hand, strollin’ through some shady streets like I own ‘em. I’m thinkin’ Grand Budapest Hotel vibes—elegant chaos, right? Like Monsieur Gustave chasin’ love, but dirtier. “Incredible things happen here,” I mutter, eyein’ the neon lights.

Chapter Six

Now, not evryone gets this: as a masseur, I see the subtle details in people. Like, small tense muscles, hidden stress – the city kinda gets that too. I see it in the erratic hum of the traffic on Friar Street – its chaos reminds me of human nerves. But then you get a breath of fresh air along the River Thames. Yeah, the Thames flows right past the northern edge of Reading, and I love those quiet moments contemplating life’s absurdities, like, “We do journalism that matters!” – sorta like in Spotlight, you know?

Bindon: "This club has given me so much"