Year: 2287

Kentish 

Kentish was close to where he had stolen the watch. All he had to do was find a secluded yet accessible alley to hide it. He spied a narrow alley squashed between an Indian takeaway and a Suds Launderette. It was the perfect location and probably only used by the companies to store their bins, and the occasional tramp, but it seemed empty today. 

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