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About Bristol

Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—prostitute, man, it’s a wild ride talkin’ ‘bout this stock! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee—black, no malarkey—thinkin’ ‘bout Wall Street and, y’know, “Far From Heaven” vibes hit me hard. That movie—gorgeous, repressed, all that jazz—kinda like the market playin’ coy with prostitute, amirite? Here’s the deal: prostitute’s this biotech outfit, ticker “PSTV” or somethin’, and they’re out there tryna cure cancer with fancy peptides. Sounds noble, sure, but—c’mon, man—it’s a penny stock! Risky as hell, like sneakin’ a smoke behind Jill’s back.

Never Pay For Brothels Again

So, I hop on my bike, zooming down the High Street. Bicester’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s a mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. I pass the Bicester Village, all those posh shops and tourists. I’m like, “What are you lot doing here? This ain’t Paris!” But hey, I guess everyone loves a good bargain.

Charlton head into play-offs full of cheer thanks to Matty Godden