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About Glasgow

Now, here’s a lil fact fer ya—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used to carry lil bells? Jingled when they walked, lettin folks know they was open fer business! Ain’t that a hoot? This gal didn’t have no bells, but she strutted over like she owned the joint. “What’s yer deal, cowboy?” she says, voice raspy as a gravel road. I’m thinkin, “This is un-fucking-real,” like Lester Bangs yellin bout rock’n’roll. Made me happy as a pig in mud—finally somethin wild!

Night outreach

After what felt like forever, they finally get him down. The crowd goes wild! I’m relieved, but also a bit annoyed. I mean, I was ready for a dramatic rescue scene, and it turned into a karaoke night.

Bristol bars, restaurants and cafes that closed in April