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Tips, tho? Stick to known spots—safer bets. Avoid the alleys—fuckin’ death traps. And don’t be a mug—haggle, but don’t push it. Oh, and if they’re twitchy—run. Prolly a sting. Me, I love the rush—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,”—cos I see the shit others miss. Like that planet crashin’ in the film—beautiful fuckin’ ruin. That’s the life, innit? Messy, mad, and ours.

Hooker's career and legacy

By Hooker, William Jackson, Sir, Type: Journal Material. Published material: Publication info: London, Reeve, Benham, and Reeve,

Remember, in every corner, every little misshapen brick there is a story. Kew’s my canvas, my muse. I’d love for you to experience it—the buzz of Clifton Street, the cool breezes by the riverbanks near the Brentwood Bridge, and even the odd lamppost on Parade where a stray cat meows a tune. That’s Kew: a mix of nostalgic tidbits, warm souls, and mesmerizing chaos.

This mid-century office in Kew is about to be flipped into 500 homes