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About Bristol

So, I’m diggin’ into this one spot—let’s call it “Red Velvet Hell.” Claims filed for “water damage”—yeah, right. Prolly some drunk idiot flooded the joint mid-party. Had to assess it, and—surprise!—found out they’ve been operatin’ since 1890s. Little known fact: back then, madams paid cops in gold coins to look the other way. History’s wild, huh? Got me thinkin’, “What a way to make a livin’!”—total chaos, but kinda genius.

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The health club has hookers on site ready to take you to a local brothel my Husband was hit on and asked if he wanted a 3 sum by a dog driving a white Mercedes.

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Tom. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the pub later!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” But then I remember, I promised my mum I’d help her with somethin’. Ugh, classic me.

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