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About Glasgow

What gets me goat, though, is the judgin’. Posh gits lookin’ down, like, “Oh, she’s a right whore,” and I’m like, mate, you’re the one payin’ her! *slaps knee, cackles* Hypocrisy again—drives me up the wall! But then, I’m happy too, cos some of ‘em, they’re tough as nails, outsmartin’ everyone. Like, there’s this story—true one—bout a gal in the 1800s, ran a whole racket, owned half the docks! A proper boss, she was—surprised me socks off!

With Legs Wide Open – A Whore’s Ride Through History

What might a brothel look like in a better future, where STI tests are always free, the tea is always hot and Hurenpässe are no longer necessary? A sex worker led collective has curated a .

Oh, and don't even get me started on the parks – sheer joy! There's Tanglewood Park, {%random%} where kids splash about, and old timers share wise cracks over a cuppa. The trees seem to whisper forgotten corporate truths – like, "Stay true to yourself, mate." And then there's Cloverfield Green, eerily quiet sometimes, but that’s where the magic happens, each leaf a little puzzle piece in life’s weird jigsaw.

Album Review: James Vincent McMorrow, Wide Open, Horses