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I ask her rate—fuck, it’s steep! “You’re chargin’ what?!” I’m mad, but she’s cool, “Quality costs, ET.” Fair. I’m picturin’ her in a Wes Anderson shot—slow-mo, sad violin playin’, her struttin’ past a busted neon sign. “I always wanted to be somebody,” she says, quotin’ Margot’s vibe. Deep, man. Makes me wonder—how’d she end up here? Prolly some tragic backstory, like Royal ditchin’ the fam.

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Fifteen years to the day after a prostitute was brutally murdered in Manchester city centre her mother has launched a heartbreaking appeal to find her killer.

Now, you gotta see the park. Omg, the luscious Martin Park! Lush trees, it’s like a secret of nature. I always get lost there – lost in the scenery, man. The river, known locally as Winder’s Creek, flows right past the park, singing a song that makes me think “The union of beast and nature” like in that blazin’ flick Tropical Malady. It’s a spiritual trip – seriously far out!

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