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Before my then-boyfriend and I moved to our flat near Liverpool Street Station, we lived in an older, run-down house that someone my boyfriend's family knew let us live in free as a favor. At the time, I thought it was a good idea because I was still looking for a job and money was tight, and my boyfriend's income wasn't enough for us to find another place. How bad could it be, I asked myself? We could tidy it up a bit if necessary. That is, until we actually moved in and I got a really good…

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I can’t drive. I’d had a good number of lessons due to my cousin being an instructor but financial circumstances changed for the worse and I had to knock them on the head. I’m one of these sorts who won’t entertain public transport. It’s either a lift with a friend or a taxi.

 

One such friend is a lad I’ve known since primary school, so basically from the age of 4 years old onwards. Craig. Now, in school, Craig was a clever guy. He was in the top class for everything and was always…

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