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About Glasgow

Argh! I’m ready! Whore, huh? Man, what a wild word! Bikini Bottom’s got nothin’ on this! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—y’know, my fave flick! That movie’s all vibes, steamy love, messy feels—like, “I’m hungry for you, damn it!” Whore’s got that energy, right? Slingin’ sass, takin’ no crap, livin’ loud!

The Merrow: The Sea Maidens of Irish Folklore

Merrow are described, as most mer-like creatures, as part human, part fish. They have green tails, and green hair that they meticulously groom. They also have webbed hands, allowing .

Then, outta nowhere, I see this old lady, Mrs. Jenkins, who lives on Merrow Lane. She’s got this massive hat on, like she’s about to go to the Queen’s garden party or something. She’s yelling at a pigeon! I mean, who yells at pigeons? But she’s like, “Get outta my garden, you feathered fiend!” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Travellers set up unauthorised encampment at Merrow Park and Ride - recap