the lads are walking down the red bricks, all of them ready for another bloody school year in the grime of Manchester. Year seven. that ment they’re now in high school. They walk down the red bricks roads on their way to the bus stop, scruffy school uniform. They look like they’ve only just rolled out of bed, they al wear tracky tops and sambas over their school uniform. They get to the bus stop
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