Manchester revisited

When I stepped off the train back from London this evening it was like stepping into the arms of a lover; I found myself flush with a balmy inner-warmth and wrapped in a sense of ease and contentment. This hasn’t happened before; not here in Manchester, anyway.

For fuck’s sake, I’m falling hard for this city. I know, I know: not another one!

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