London Rules

There was something he’d noticed about youngsters who’d lived on the criminal margins; who’d dipped a toe – both feet, sometimes – in a lifestyle which prided itself on disregarding the civilised norms, and it was this: they were incredibly fucking childish. They thought widening their eyes proof of innocence.

Because these were also rules: sound like you know more than you can say; act like you’ll do more than you intend. And when campaigning, lie your head off.

But that was London Rules for you: force others to take you on your own terms. And if they didn’t like it, stay in their face until they did.