Aka Union Street, Plymouth. This squalid street is actually the city's 'clubbing mecca', and on most weekend nights resembles a warzone. At 2 in the morning the filthy nightclubs discharge their equally filthy clientele onto the streets at the same time to eat half
cooked greasy junk food from dodgy kebab shops, brawling,
f***ing, and puking like it went out of fashion. The streets are constantly lined with police vans, and teeming with Plymouth's 'beautiful
people' ; drunken matlows, shaven headed,
townie thugs with tatooed knuckles (and that's just the women), and a motley array of sluts of a variety of ages who look not unlike the prostitutes that work the red light district nearby! In other
words, like the Gaza Strip, Union Street at best resembles a warzone, and should be avoided like the plague (which incidently broke out there only last week).
