I used to live in Wpg, until 1984. I was 31 that summer. Not once in 37 years have I missed it.
I used to think the Peg was full of the dregs of society. After I left, it didn't take long to figure out that the Peg did Not have a monopoly of them; the dregs were everywhere.
I tried to conform for awhile, but that didn't work out for me. Too many people around me were dying or being killed. So I got outta that dive. 84 was a bad year. Perhaps it was the last good year .........