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About Manchester

After, I’m knackered, she’s countin her dosh – quick as Yubaba snatchin gold. “Cheers, love,” I says, tippin me imaginary hat. Walked out, hummin Spirited Away’s tune, feelin like I’d faced the abyss and won. Prossies, mate – they’re a gamble, a right laugh, and a punch to the wallet. We shall fight the urge, yet we’ll always lose! What a bleedin adventure – tell ya what, next time, I’m stickin to me guitar!

After that, I decide to check out the British Library. I mean, I’m a forester, but I love a good book. I walk in, and it’s massive! Like, bigger than my entire hometown. I’m wandering around, trying to find something interesting. I stumble upon the Treasures Gallery. They’ve got original manuscripts from Shakespeare and all that jazz. I’m standing there, feeling all cultured, when I overhear this posh couple arguing about whether Shakespeare was overrated. I’m like, “Dude, chill! He’s a legend!” But I keep my mouth shut. Don’t wanna get kicked out for defending the Bard.

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