Bill Sheats is a vagabond, a rascal. (

Aye, that's how it was for us, certain places. And I've heard the same said of other realities as well. As far as I know, London's pretty much a free-for-all, so long as you give proper respect to the others of us that live here. I keep tabs on who likes to hunt where. I prefer the little dregs off the Thames, Whitechapel and all that area. But there's enough annoyance in those areas, always has been, that there's plenty to go 'round.

Though, odd as it may seem, I've decided to stay clear of a certain street - not because of our kind, but because of a mortal man. I give him his space, just due to who he is, what he does.

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