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About Manchester

Alright, mate, buckle up—here’s my take on findin’ a prostitute, straight from the mind of Elon, yeah? Picture this: dystopia vibes, like *Children of Men*, but with a twist—humanity’s not dyin’ out, it’s just horny and broke. “In the end, we become our fathers”—damn right, Clive Owen, but some of us are chasin’ tail instead of babies. I’m an economist now, so let’s break this down, Tesla-style—supply, demand, and some dank memes.

Now, lemme walk you through my fav hangouts—get ready, coz it’s a mad ride. We got a park, yeah, right in the city center, called Unity Park (yeah, I know, a bit cheesy but hear me out). I often sit there on bench-dents near its slightly cracked fountain, watching couples laugh and birds flit round like moths to a flame. Sometimes I get mad at the rascals who litter, but then I remember: "stand up to shock and be brave!"—a bit of Moolaadé spirit, right?

Dedication of the St Helier lifeboat station mural