This week, I haven't been able to put my book down. I found it in a stroke of luck last weekend. The bin room in my building doubles up as a dumping ground for any items previous tenants don't want to lug to their next home, and taking my rubbish out on this day proved to be a particularly fruitful trip.
In among the mess of abandoned clothes, crockery, was a box of books. Most weren't interesting to me. But this one was. I started reading the slightly battered copy of Just Kids by Patti Smith immediately, and was transfixed.
It's a beautiful autobiographical work telling the story of two young artists in New York - and reading it has made me think about how many future stories are being written here in Manchester, right now. Try MEN Premium for FREE by clicking here for no ads, fun puzzles and brilliant new features. Our city is already no stranger to the personal essay.
Andy Spinoza's Manchester Unspun is perhaps the most recently published tale of Manchester's iconic 'Madchester' years. But I have no doubt that in the coming decades, work and stories of those who walk our streets unknown will become as vital and emblematic of Manchester in the 2020s as Tony Wilson or Peter Hook are of Manchester's '80s and '90s.
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