Every now and then, I venture into the city centre on a Saturday out of necessity. It gets a little mad in Leeds with the drug addicts walking around like zombies on spice and the homeless in the doorways trying to survive. You could get stopped by anyone touting some doctrine or other too.
It does seem your only value to society is as a consumer, and even if you live off the ‘Grid’ you don’t get away from that.
This particular morning I spent more on his breakfast than my own. Unfortunately I didn’t catch his name as his accent was difficult. Life in Leeds aye.
© Lucas Thompson-Murphy