Part 1 (non oddworld)

Ok so after work it's about six ish and obviouslt tarting to get dark especially around the back of the buildings, the gangs tend to come out aswell, after finishing school or whatever they are loitering around the telehone boxes talking noisily (if anyone has ever done this please post as to why iti could possibly be fun) I keep my head down as usualy bout you guessed it, they start shouting at me.

If anyone has seen UK news recently you will here about this kind of thing ending up with the guy like me quite...dead so I hurry up but they start following me, now i'm not a little guy but it doesn't stop me from cacking my pants a little bit (jokz) of course when 10 lads are chasing you with cracked obttles and knives (how the hell do you get a knive in England these things are like fucking machettes)!

Anyway you'll be pleased to know that after £10 from my pocket they left me alone (I really think that keeping your life as a whole is worth £10) No but I doubt the would have killed me lol. So I am home

Part one of my rather interesting but standard life in the slums of London - but not really a slum more like a dodgy underground!

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