Fun story - my ex had to move to Slough for a year for work.
Got a reasonably affordable place for the time being while there.
Within the first week, discovered the reason the flat was cheap was because it was in the red light district, and people would keep pulling up in cars next to you as you try to walk home from work in the evening.
Then there was the morning of waking up to a dead cat on the doorstep.
Turned out a while later that it wasn't some kind of mafia threat, but a neighbour had run it over in the road and just "guessed" at where to put it.
That place is a trip.
Got a reasonably affordable place for the time being while there.
Within the first week, discovered the reason the flat was cheap was because it was in the red light district, and people would keep pulling up in cars next to you as you try to walk home from work in the evening.
Then there was the morning of waking up to a dead cat on the doorstep.
Turned out a while later that it wasn't some kind of mafia threat, but a neighbour had run it over in the road and just "guessed" at where to put it.
That place is a trip.