A drug deal go down. I was going down to the outer edge of the co-op to see if I could get a clear passage out back to see the back of a unit which I believe is becoming available. And right before my eyes, the druggies, one short Somalian dealer with dyed orange hair, was counting his wad of money, the other a skinny white kid, car waiting with a chick behind the wheel. Not a care in the world - doing everything in the open. This was kitty corner to the unit we were being ordered to move into.
I remember saying to the Office Co-ordinator that I didn't think it was a good idea to move into a unit with so much gang activity around it. She said: 'Don't worry, nothing will happen - we have a Police Officer living in the co-op now'.
Think I'll dub this row 'Drug Dealer Alley'.
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