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Often used as a fake New York city from 1920 but Manchester, you ain't fooling
nobody.
The mucky Neo Roman columns built on hurt and hierarchy are testemant to lives,
lived in poverty.
Lowry could see, he correlated the city funnels with, human misery.
Here I sit, here I stare, at the weathered wealth of my city,
Old buildings are barely standing,
Outflanked by looming apartments,
But I'm ...
Saturday 30th January 2021 1:08 pm
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