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  • The Debt Collectors Brought A Battering Ram
    Back in my early 20s – somewhere between quitting another higher education course and getting my job at the Co-Op I stopped leaving the house. It started off small. I didn’t have a whole lot of places to be unemployed as I was and I didn’t have many (read any) friends in the same city as me (they were all online scattered all over the world). I went to the shops along the Narborough Rd where I lived…