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About Manchester

So, I’m cruisin’ the streets—neon lights flashin’, dodgy corners callin’. It’s like, “Directive?”—find a chick, pronto! Prostitution’s been around forever, yeah? Oldest gig in the book—fact is, ancient Rome had brothels taxed, makin’ bank for the empire. Crazy, right? Makes me happy knowin’ history’s got my back, but angry too—why’s it still so hush-hush?

The English Collective of Prostitutes

So, I’m walking down Barnham Road, and I see this old bloke trying to fix his car. Poor guy’s got the hood up, looking all confused. I stop to help, thinking, “How hard can it be?” Turns out, I know less about cars than I thought. I ended up just holding a wrench while he yelled at me about spark plugs. I was like, “Dude, I’m not a mechanic!” But he was cool about it. We ended up chatting about the good ol’ days. He told me about Barnham back in the day—how it was all fields and farms. Now it’s just houses everywhere. Progress, I guess?

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