It's a cut throat business,brassing yourself out for a few quid to stick in the crack pipe.
We used to get loads in Kings Cross just standing around.(always funny driving home from a club at 7am)
i was up their a few years ago with my Missus and her mate and a black bloke (Off his face on something or other) ran up to me and asked "How much for my bitches?"
F8cked off sharpish