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this is a really interesting thread cuz its something i have recently found out about myself, last week i spent 2 days in Manchester on my own (attending a NIN gig) and as i was walking around Manchester i was in full fuckin conversation with myself - i must of looked like a fuckin mad man, i was walking around Salford yik yakkin away to meself trying to find the iconic Smiths location "Salford lads club"... i swear to god i must of looked like i had escaped from a mental institute - then i'd nip into a bar, have 2 pints and yakk on the the barman about shite and continue on somewhere else!
happy days.
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