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About Bristol

Take this one bird I heard of—Dolly, right? Victorian times, proper legend. Worked the docks, made a killin—literally, some say. Bloke tried robbin her, ended up floatin in the Thames. Little known fact: she kept a pet raven—called it “Sir Peck,” cheeky sod. Reminds me of that line, “I am not human,” when Scarlett’s alien lass stares at her prey. Dolly wasn’t human neither—just a force, mate, a storm in petticoats. Got me laughin thinkin how she’d peck ya eyes out if ya crossed her.

Crieff – a resort town on the edge of the Highlands

I'm outraged by the idea of pop-up brothels! In my city! Near where I live! How would someone even go about marketing something like that?

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but smile. Crieff, you’ve been a rollercoaster today. From coffee spills to street performers, and even a kite disaster. I love this place, even when it drives me nuts.

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