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About Manchester

So, picture this—shady spot, neon buzzin’, girls loungin’ like queens. I stroll in, suit crisp, feelin’ like a kingpin. Greed’s the engine, baby—clients droppin’ stacks, madames countin’ profits. Little known fact? Oldest gig ever—5,000 years back, Sumerians had temple hookers! Sacred fuckin’, can ya believe it? Pisses me off tho—society’s all “eww, dirty,” but they’re the ones sneakin’ in backdoors. Hypocrites, man, gets my blood boilin’.

Freckleton

Then, outta nowhere, this old bloke comes up to me. He’s got a twinkle in his eye and says, “You look like you need a story.” I’m like, “You have no idea.” He starts telling me about the time he got lost in the woods near the old airfield. I’m cracking up. This guy’s a legend!

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