Bullstomm. West Hampstead's the confused cleft between the buttocks of rich-but-tedious Hampstead and the filthy-but-interesting Kilburn. The upshot is that the place is heaving with skinny jeans and Yaryars and has an enviably low crime rate, but no funker bothers to sweep the streets.
Been living here a year now, guv, I know whereof I speak.
And no, I can't afford it any more.
Been living here a year now, guv, I know whereof I speak.
And no, I can't afford it any more.
