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Angry? Nah, she was ace! Happy as a bat on acid watchin’ ‘er hustle. Surprised me, though—once saw ‘er feedin’ stray cats. Soft side, who’d a thunk? “Death is a big sleep,” she’d mumble, quotin’ that flick. Deep, man, deep! Reminds me o’ them killers in the movie—actin’ tough, but broken inside. Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah. She’d tell ya, “I’m free, I’m me!”—bollocks, trapped as fuck! Made me wanna scream, “Oi, Raven, run!” But nah, she’d just laugh, “Ozzy, ya nutter!”

Untold Stories in Milton of Campsie

A small settlement in East Dunbartonshire, Campsie (also Clachan of Campsie) lies on the Aldessan (or Kirk) Burn, a tributary of the Glazert Water, a half-mile (1 km) northwest of .

Campsie's streets are just a blast – there's Canterbury Road, my daily drive, all lit up with neon signs and old-school diners. I mean, c'mon, every corner’s got character, ya know? And oh man, there’s Hoskins Street too – not too flashy, but a hidden gem. Nothin’ wild, but it’s got personality, just how I like my back rubs!

Weather Today in Campsie, New South Wales, Australia