A fairly typical day in Hackney, sadly. Graeme Archer supplies a depressing vignette:
I go back to the shop the next day, to see how things are, to see if the window is still there, to be honest. It is. The shopkeeper’s still angry.
– Seven years I wait to get visa to go to Canada, they turn me down, I’m stuck now in this fucking shithole.
– Don’t go, I say, you’re one of the good guys. I spend my life ticking the good guys off the list, because they are leaving, one family at a time.