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About Glasgow

So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t no walk in Rivendell. You’re dodgin’ creeps, sketchy alleys—makes me wanna yell, “Fool of a Took!” at every shady corner. Back in the day, medieval times even, they had “stewhouses”—brothels run by nuns, can ya believe it? Nuns! Pimpin’ on the sly—history’s nuts! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me pipe-weed. Imagine that in *Tropical Malady*—the jungle beast turnin’ tricks, ha!

Lee-on-the-Solent: The Hampshire seaside town with one of the most underrated beaches in the county

So, I settle for a veggie option. Ugh. Not the same. I’m munching on this sad excuse for a breakfast when I hear a commotion outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a bunch of kids playing footy on the green. They’re shouting and laughing, and I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my childhood, ya know?

Run report 29th March