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About Glasgow

D’oh! Escort, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them fancy cars rollin’ up, droppin’ off folks lookin’ all slick. Like, who’s got that kinda cash? Me, I’m stuck with my ol’ pink sedan, barely runnin’. Escort’s wild tho—makes me feel like I’m in some weird dream, y’know, like “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” That flick’s my jam, all slow and spooky, with spirits floatin’ around. “What is that? A ghost?” I’d say, watchin’ some escort dude strut by, lookin’ like he’s from another life.

About Hazel Grove

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up. He’s like, “Can I have a free sample?” I’m like, “Sure, mate! But only if you promise to fly!” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “This kid gets it.” But then, his mum shows up, and she’s not having it. She’s all, “Don’t take stuff from strangers!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a creep! I’m just a promoter!”

Demolition work underway on former Bamboo Club building