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About Manchester

I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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I’m fuming now. I mean, how can I write without a pen? I dash to the nearest shop on North Street. It’s a tiny corner shop, and the guy behind the counter looks like he’s seen it all. I ask for a pen, and he hands me this ancient thing. I’m like, “Mate, do you have anything that works?” He just shrugs.

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