The Idler

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Aberystwyth called Ab-ugh by locals boys in the hood (hoods from b-wise like) forget all the drygs availabe at dryg-booths on street corners as in ‘grits’ + monged out drug filled girls singing welsh folk songs in pybs – abugh is home to the ugliest flats/new homes/car parks/card shops in history, all looking like they’ve been built by drunken donkeys with lollypop sticks.

College sculptural ‘bell’ looks like giant cardboard pen knife surrounded by concrete (an’ students). Shops terrible, now full of baggies that would have done the Stone Roses proud circa 1990. Locals ffed yp with students and brummie holiday makers who take it in turns to piss on the doors of WH Smith, clog yp the pavements, puke over the cash points. Top class castle, sea front all ruined with flags, crazy paving, concrete tubs full o tulips (never fully grown). To top it all off – crazy golf’s closed.

‘Abugh Girl’