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About Glasgow

So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

Hawkchurch

Finally get to the office, and my boss, Dave, is already on my case. “Where’ve you been?” he barks. I’m like, “Dude, it’s Axminster! You know how it is!” But he’s not havin’ it. I mean, come on, it’s not like I was out havin’ a pint at The George Inn or somethin’.

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