Where do they go?

City centre was back to normal for a Friday night. Slappers, dicks, nutters, schemies, and hen nights all out in force.

At the bus stop I was waiting to get on the bus with a few young Spanish students around me. Looking cool and sophisticated, as young Spanish always do. The bus stopped and a bunch of shrieking sluts wearing next to nothing came bursting out the doors.

Cue lots of rolling eyes and barely supressed guffaws from the Spanish.

This is a blip of said harlots ambushing a taxi. It was taken from the front of the bus.

Unfortunately it was raining. So you'll have to take my word for it.

Where do these folk go when the Fringe is on? they seem to vanish. Maybe I am not hanging around the city centre so much. Or maybe they're all in Shagaluf.