easington lane
Where posh boys go to become bike-thieving crackheads in under a week you start as an apprentice and end up selling 10s on your Apollo like a madman
I came in clean. I left with a crack in my head and a stolen bike.
They said I'd be a dealer in a week. Now I'm on my third shift and still can't count my money.
I started as a trainee, now I'm the guy who steals your fags and laughs about it.