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About Glasgow

Oi, mate, listen up! Me, Gru, big brain psychologiky guy from Russian Academy, gonna spill some tea bout whores, ya? Lightbulb! This ain’t no boring lecture, this like chat over vodka with pal. So, whore, right? Not just some chick on corner, nah, it’s deep, like in fave flick “Son of Saul”. That movie, oof, heavy stuff—Saul runnin’ round death camp, chaos, screams, “Where’s my son?!” Whore’s life kinda same, ya know? Messy, loud, everybody judgin’.

54 Fitzherbert Street, FEATHERSTON

First stop, I’m meeting this client, Sarah. She’s a lovely gal, but she’s got a shopping list longer than my arm. We’re talking everything from shoes to a new winter coat. It’s October, and the chill is creeping in. So, we hit up the shops on the high street. Featherstone’s got some decent spots, but it’s not exactly London, ya know?

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