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About Bristol

Funniest thing? Once saw a john hagglin’—get this—over $5! Five bucks! I’m like, “Sweetie, even I’d charge more to listen to your sob story!” *Nasal snort.* Surprised me how cheap some folks are—makes ya wonder, right? Oh, and here’s a tidbit: in the ‘80s, cops busted this ring run outta a deli—prostitutes slingin’ salami by day, somethin’ else by night! Wild, huh?

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They should never have gotten rid of the public toilets. The should have had a big refurbishment and kept them open.

Finally, the rain eases up, and I’m back on the streets. I decide to head to the Treforest area. I’ve heard there’s a cool little pub there. I’m thinking, “A pint will sort me out.” I get there, and it’s packed with students from the uni. The vibe is buzzing! I order a pint of local ale, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m feeling good, chatting with some locals, and then, boom! A bar fight breaks out. Like, seriously? In a pub? I’m just trying to enjoy my drink!

Ponty Gnoll bound in the Welsh Cup