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.