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About Manchester

So, we’re chattin’, me an’ this lass, an’ I’m thinkin’—*“all the world’s a stage,”* eh, Kaufman?—’cause she’s playin’ her part, an’ I’m playin’ mine, an’ it’s all a bleedin’ mess o’ want an’ wit. Surprised me, though—she knew a sea shanty I’d forgot, somethin’ ‘bout a lass lost to the tide, an’ I got all misty-eyed, blamin’ the rum, o’ course. “Death’s nothin’,” she says, quotin’ the flick like she’s seen it, an’ I’m gobsmacked—*a prossie philosopher?* That’s rarer than a sober pirate!

Wanstead Escorts

Oh mate, Wanstead is mad brilliant, innit? I’ve been runnin’ my spa here for yonks, eh, and every bloody corner tells a story. Sharon! It’s like waking up in a dreamy film—like that bloody "Shame" flick, all raw and real.

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