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About Glasgow

But real talk, they’re tough. Like in *Anatolia*, “Life’s a torment, isn’t it?”—whores live that every damn night. Cold streets, creepy dudes, cops hasslin em. Gets me mad—why’s society gotta shit on em? They’re just playin the game! Greed is good, and they’re winnin, even if it’s messy. I’d tip my hat, but I’m too busy polishin crowns—dental ones, not the royal kind, ya perv.

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So, I grab my guitar, head out, and boom! First surprise of the day: the market on the main street. It’s like a mini carnival every Saturday. I’m strollin’ past the stalls, smellin’ all the fresh bread and pastries. I mean, who doesn’t love a good sausage roll, right? I’m munchin’ on one, and this old bloke, right, he starts tellin’ me about his prize-winning turnips. Like, mate, turnips? Really? But I nod along, tryin’ to be polite.

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