The subhuman creatures, if you can call them that, of North Prospect Plymouth. Can be found up at Central Park lurking with intent to bash some
poor old unsuspecting lady over the back of the head to get dinner money for their
14 children.
Keep away from this area but if you do find yourself in North Prospect it is easily identifable. You will notice a trampoline in every garden, accompanied by childrens toys surrounded by overgrown
grass, a pitbull tied to every fence and even the old paddling pool in the height of
winter.