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Bottom of Hollingdean Road by the Gyratory.
It used to be a radio shop called 'Tilleys' or 'Tulleys'[?] and I use to wait for the bus [59] to take me to school by it.
And it was painted yellow.
I'd go mental living there....It's like a prison..... but without the wide-screen telly and playstation paid for by my taxes.
They paid EIGHT GRAND for it.
I know it's teeny but I've seen houses that are only twice as big which cost over £100,000.
I think it's quite cute and it's still bigger than my flat.
I'd happily live there if it weren't for the shit location
You wouldn't fit in that house.