It was dark, 4am and the oily streets running with black rivers of polluted city water had never seemed cleaner.

I'd just collected from me ho's up on The Road.  The takings were down an' I was about to kick Shirley up her well heeled ass.

Me boys were out on the rob.  We'd smashed up the brains of one little whelp who wouldn't pay up.  Thats me investments side y'see.  Me other name is Fagin - get it! Fagin!  old Charlie Dickens fer yer.  An I got a team o' artful dodgers I have an all.  Me brudders sort em out if it gets a bit nasty.  Earlier I'd back shafted one o me dogs, but she bitch ass had got slack a' I knew she either needed a tampax or Tena Lady piss pads to stop up the unwanted trickle of sewage from her over used butt...

Got to get me brudders to COLLECT! An' they'd well better do it an'all or they'll get what cum ing to em,  I'll close em all dhan.. so I willen'all an' right from the southall, left side....

to be continued...