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- hforrest
- People in story:Ìý
- henry forrest
- Location of story:Ìý
- London
- Article ID:Ìý
- A2011285
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 10 November 2003
There were eight of us in our gang, the Cator Street gang. Everybody seemed to go around in gangs in those days. In fact if you happened to stray into another gangs terrirory on your own and got stopped you would be in trouble. You would be captured and searched by this rival gang, you would be relieved of your goodies, roughed up and sent on your way.
We, therefore would wander around in force. Some gangs, older than us were quite violent and there were tales of nasty beatings and fights,so we were careful
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