Splendour, privilege, class disparity and violence in the colleges, streets and locales of Oxford.
One of the least appealing sights in modern Oxford is the little knots of alcoholics sitting on the few benches of the city streets, drinking their cans of strong lager or swigging from bottles of cheap wine. These have recently been joined by the pathetic spectacle of New-Age beggars, sitting on the pavements, often with a dog on a piece of string or sometimes a filthy child to add to the pathos.
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