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About Manchester

Little known story – back in ‘08, crash hit, and who bailed out the banks? Us, the damn taxpayers! Like, what the hell? “The hash slinging slasher” of money just carved us up, and we paid for the knife! Sarcasm on blast – oh, thanks, rich dudes, for lettin’ us clean up your mess. Real generous. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – they think they’re untouchable, but I’d love to People’s Elbow that smirk off their faces.

Inside the Red Light District in a Welsh city where sex is for sale 24 hours a day

First off, High Street is where it all goes down. Bustling, loud, and weirdly calm at times. You got quirky cafés, pubs with neon signs, and dodgy little corners where you might bump into an ex or, hell, your soulmate. I swear one night I met a girl on High St, whose laugh sounded like a broken clock tickin’... and boom, headless moment, like something outta Martel’s film.

Six people injured after three-vehicle crash closes main road in Powys