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About Bristol

Went down some grubby road, right? Saw this gal, all winkin’, skirt hiked up. I’m like, “Blimey, that’s bold!” Heart’s racin’—happy, scared, bit of both. “We only have this one afternoon,” I mutter, like Jesse says—dramatic, me! But then—oh no—cop car rolls by! I’m divin’ behind bins—clang! Rubbish everywhere, stinkin’—ugh, made me mad! Hate them nosy coppers, ruinin’ me adventure.

Sex for sale on walk to work

Now, not evryone gets this: as a masseur, I see the subtle details in people. Like, small tense muscles, hidden stress – the city kinda gets that too. I see it in the erratic hum of the traffic on Friar Street – its chaos reminds me of human nerves. But then you get a breath of fresh air along the River Thames. Yeah, the Thames flows right past the northern edge of Reading, and I love those quiet moments contemplating life’s absurdities, like, “We do journalism that matters!” – sorta like in Spotlight, you know?

As it happened: Reading lose final day play-off showdown with Barnsley