Boyle Street isn't really a street at all anymore. The streets all had their names taken away decades ago, and they were given numbers instead. So Boyle Street is an area - a gritty, tough area. This is where the halfway houses go and no-one complains because they spruce up the neighbourhood. A roominghouse fire is urban renewal. And the gangs are busy picking off people they think are surplus to requirements, people they think are homeless or hopeless. I have no big plans for this blog - it's just where I get to sing the Boyle Street blues.
