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  • I was rudely awakened this morning by the sound of a battering ram going through my neighbour’s door as the police raided his house, for ‘drugs, bikes and other stolen goods’.

    Poor twat, he’s a friendly enough kid who had just started back at college and picked up a part-time labouring job in the hope of getting his shit together, but he’s also, it turns out, a thieving little bastard.

    Apparently the frame numbers had been removed, but they were taking pretty detailed descriptions of the bikes as they brought them out. It brings me joy to think they may actually get returned.

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