Long before the official numbers began to rise, back in 2014, it was clear that knife crime was on the up. You could tell by the way small boys chased each other through the park with machetes, and by the zombie blades left in flower beds.
Now, seven years later, I feel the same way about what goes by the cosy-sounding name of ‘neighbourhood crime’.
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