The date was the 27th January. It was a Tuesday. The train had just delivered me at Prestatyn, North Wales, and life had suddenly slowed down a lot. Work was over, which was a big shock. Three hours before the end of my last day, i had an epiphany. I realised that, without knowing it, the last 6 months of working every hour i was sent had resulted in my gaining more than just funds. Three hours before the end of my shift, I realised that i'd actually made a lot of friends in Manchester. In fact, I spent most of my days 'working' with a lot of friends. In fact, I realised, I was sad to be leaving. But, as they say, all good things come to an end. 6 months in Manchester was fun,
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