And so some night Christians decide to chat to a semi drunk clubber who's decided to stop off enroute to Burger King for a short slur session. Vivid yellow mansize plaquards emblazoned with the same John scripture have come to typify this bustling spot outside the Empire cinema, Leicester Square. Just like in the movies, where there's good, evil follows. Behind the manic street preachers lay steps leading down towards the very pits of hell. The horrendous nature of the public toilets test your true state of desparation to answer nature's call. A cleaner option would be a restaurant or even a pseudo-restaurant like Burger King, believe it or not!
And, for any sane human beings lingering home after a late day... AT ALL COSTS, AVOID TAKING AN N20 OR 29/N29 NIGHT BUS. You have been warned, for the boundless grief in seeing Londoner's at their most degenerate spew-shouting-stink-swearing-spit-stealing-insobriety-states is enough to vapourise holy water and make monks yell!