Were I live, there used to be a mental hospital. Now there's Tesco.
Some people from that institution were given bedsits and a community nurse and around midnight the high street is like a scene from "Shaun of the dead". Plus crackheads asking for money outside offies and chicken shops.
Were I live, there used to be a mental hospital. Now there's Tesco.
Some people from that institution were given bedsits and a community nurse and around midnight the high street is like a scene from "Shaun of the dead". Plus crackheads asking for money outside offies and chicken shops.