Recently an eviction attempt at a squat on Prussia Street left the bedrooms soaked in oil, and the bathrooms smashed to pieces. The progressives immediately set about reparations, and while the squat has been evicted since, I've no doubt they are elsewhere, and not in the tents with buggies parked outside you would see nowadays around the city at night. What's interesting for me about this place is that on its front facade are two semi-demolished redbrick houses. My granny Vera grew up in one of those houses, and she was a powerful matriarch who took no merde. A lot of the progressives I knew could really use a matriarch like her...
