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Jan 30, 2009 14:06

Writing in the library due to no internet. I now live in Cannock. CANNOCK. SERIOUSLY. In a flat surrounded by pretty much all smackheads. It ain't too bad. There's abject poverty and constant fights mind you.
Some good people around me though, Big Sam, T. the dealer from across the way, Ant and Mark, Jase (with his cool facial scars) and Nat, Nico and occasionally Narinder.
It's bad being in the cold weather with no heat mind you. Like Serbia! Hah. I don't have shopping lists anymore, rather shoplifting lists.
But soon, hopefully, I get much money. Much, much money. I have to chase that up on Tuesday. I have stolen cigarettes this morning so I am less stressed.
Not all bad, Alisa buys much Diazepam from me. I get JSA, I get housing benefit, muahaha. I con many crisis loans, and just generally con people.
The flats I live in are separated into smaller blocks with electronic metal gates between them like prison. Christmas Eve there was an insane fight between our block and another. Middle of the night, freezing cold, snow. Me out there with Marvin (Colt M1911A) in one hand and Morgan (Rapier) in another completely out of my face on cheap brandy. I even let Ant use Cesare. There's still an uneasy truce after that one, even though not much happened. We had to get Mark arrested so the coppers would get him treatment for frostbite on his feet.
The Steph situation? hmmmmm......
Gonna get that money coming in, the 29th are working hard. Just under 50 members now! We even have Scally platoon, the Jugend.
More later I suppose. I have to go and raid Morrisons.
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