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About Manchester

So, listen up, mate—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Gotta know the spots, yeah? Dark alleys, shady bars—my precious knows ‘em all! Once saw this gal, right, hair like fire, heels clackin’. Thought, “She’s trouble, she is!” Kinda like Anton, that creepy bastard with his coin toss. “Call it, friendo,” I muttered, watchin’ her. Didn’t ask her price—too scared, ha!

Very Brief Intervention

While we’re waiting, I spot this cute little café on Queen Street. It’s called “The Exploding Bakery.” I mean, what a name! I had to check it out. I grabbed a slice of cake, and oh my god, it was heavenly. Like, I could’ve married that cake. I was on cloud nine, but then I remembered I had to get back to the students.

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