In a disused commercial unit – dwarfed by the 100ft red brick arches of Stockport Viaduct – and gleaming pale under the glare of a patchwork of fluorescent ceiling lamps, two lads are knocking lumps off each other. Pressed in against the ropes of a makeshift boxing ring, a small crowd – a mix of gawps and grimaces – gazes on intently. Aside from the fighters, the only other person in the ring is Remdizz: today’s charismatic host, referee, and the self-described “hood’s Dana White.” This is King of the Ring, a clandestine fight club that pops up monthly in rotating locations around Manchester, postcodes sent out by text a few days before the starting bell sounds… read more >
Summer Of Love Flashback: How Marijuana Gained Acceptance
It’s been 50 years since the fabled Summer of Love in San Francisco. The City by the Bay was the epicenter of a countercultural uprising
