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Apr. 29th, 2006

The corner shop that got firebombed this afternoon without apparent motive, killing one shopworker and injuring three others, isn’t the shop five doors down from my house; it’s the one maybe a hundred yards down the road, owned by the same people, sharing some of the staff, and which I used to go to for years until they opened the second one virtually next door to me. Although I don’t yet know if I know the man who died, I see these guys around all the time; mostly Pakistani, some Afghan, all, like anyone else, just getting on with making a living. I only found out about this as I was coming home this evening, and went to see the place as soon as I got back. Of course it’s nothing but a blackened ruin, but I had to see it for myself to believe it. It was a shit little shop, too, far too narrow even for the two aisles they crammed into it, along which I’ve idly browsed I don’t know how many times, and down which two men today ran for their lives to the back exit as two more leapt through the flames to the street out front. I know the small stock room they were running to, as well; dank and cramped and, though no-one yet knows why, with no exit after all. One of the men who was trapped in there might just make it. For the other it was a hell of a place, and a way, to die.


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Apr. 29th, 2006 01:57 am (UTC)
Fucking hell, man. I suppose it says something unpleasant about the state of the world that I can genuinely sympathise what with that bus blowing up practically on my doorstep (plus I'm sure I've popped into the shop in question a good few times- unsettling enough for me what with it being on the roman road my life invariably involves travelling along but on your bloody doorstep!). Hope you aren't too freaked out. Don't turn to Jesus, I hear he's a fucking liar and hates gays.
Apr. 29th, 2006 02:01 am (UTC)
When I finally go full out mental I'm sure there's an excellent Da Vinci code style book to be written about all human history revolving around Stane Street (the roman road between Chichester and London which pretty much still exists in the various roads that run alongside the southern end of the Northern Line). Jesus didn't get crucified, he moved to Tooting Broadway!
Apr. 29th, 2006 02:03 am (UTC)
The Stane Steet Mystery! Oh man, I'm going to be rich. Chichester's main streets meet at a big stone monument called "The Cross" and everything.
Apr. 29th, 2006 08:49 am (UTC)
How awful, awful, awful.
Apr. 29th, 2006 10:25 am (UTC)
Jesus. That's horrible.
Apr. 29th, 2006 11:13 am (UTC)
That is so, so awful.
Apr. 29th, 2006 02:59 pm (UTC)
Tesco's are getting very competitive nowadays, aren't they?
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