

I'm not usually one for hen dos and last night was only my second. I have to admit they're a phenomenon I find morbidly fascinating, even more so after spending time photographing on the streets of Manchester on a Saturday night a couple of months ago. Yesterday's was tame in comparison - not a stripper or sex doll in sight - but I can't help but think there could be an interesting series of photos buried within the hen party scene.
girls' night out
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