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Squatters convert empty shop into a night shelter, Brighton UK
On Christmas Eve a coalition of anarchists and squatters in Brighton occupied an empty Kodak film shop on London Road, over the next few weeks they turned it into a night shelter and community space.
London Road in central Brighton is a prime example of what austerity has done to the UK, across the road are a lot of vacant shops and empty buildings while the city has a massive homelessness problem.
With help from locals and the Brighton activist community they turned the unused building into a safe space for rough sleepers to sleep and eat. However in early January they attended court and were served an eviction notice, their project could of ended upon the eviction. However the crew behind the DIY Kodak Collective wanted to continue providing their mutual aid support.
At the end of January the squatteds relocated to another unused building on London Road, with generous donations and support the space has become a safe and friendly environment. They contacted Julian Richer the owner of the property, who a known philanthropist and so-called “ethical capitalist” asking if they could continue to use the space. Unsurprisingly he declined and the eviction of their current space went underway this afternoon. But don’t threat, this crew won’t stop, theres plenty of empty buildings and many people to house. Consider supporting the DIY Kodak Collective Squatted Night Shelter, their donation link is HERE.
In times past, I was known for violent and bloody deaths of the ignorable in Whitechapel. The unsolvable and horrific ones. I’m sure you’ve already connected the dots, you clever bugger. Not clever enough to know who I really am. No, sir. Let’s just say that the last famous one in Whitechapel knocked some sense into the old brain casing. I learned how to do it better.
I don’t discriminate much, any more. There’s those who deserve it and those who never did and honestly, I don’t care about the difference. See, blood keeps me immortal. Vampires have to eat you know, and the last thing a vampire needs in this world is more vampires. That’s why I used to cut their throats. Kill them before they turn, see? Keeps ‘em all dead.
