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About Bristol

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

Definitions of 'who're'

Knowle Park is a local gem, offering picturesque walking trails and stunning views. Nearby, you’ve got places like the Grand Union Canal for leisurely strolls and a bit of nature-spotting. If you’re .

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the stairs, tripping over my own feet. I grab a slice of toast, and it’s burnt. Like, charcoal level. But whatever, I’m out the door.

The 22 'poshest' parts of Bristol, according to locals, including Knowle West and Sneyd Park