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    How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me!
    How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me!
    How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me!
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    How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me!

    By Vassos Demetriou

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    This story starts with a boy of about fourteen years of age, who has lots of dreams and ambitions, as fourteen-year-old boys do. He wants to make his life and that of his brother, sisters, and mum better. He dreams of a life with money and believes he was destined to make loads of it. His father always told him, "God is your pocket and that is the only thing that really matters, Son." Sorry, he never called him 'son'; he always told him that he was never his son and that he should always call him 'George'.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris UK
    Release dateMar 28, 2011
    ISBN9781456890667
    How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me!

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      How to Be a Pimp or a Different Kind of Entrepreneur and It Wasn’T Me! - Vassos Demetriou

      Copyright © 2011 by Vassos Demetriou.

      ISBN: Softcover    978-1-4568-9059-9

      ISBN: Ebook         978-1-4568-9066-7

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

      Everything in this book really happened and if you are easily offended by extreme violence, swearing, scenes of a sexual nature, please do not read this book.

      This book was printed in the United States of America.

      To order additional copies of this book, contact:

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      Contents

      Chapter 1    Introduction

      Chapter 2    George, a Bad Relationship Made Worse

      Chapter 3    The Preparation Process

      Chapter 4    Pleasure, Pain, Fear, and Money

      Chapter 5    Skint, Sick, and Hungry

      Chapter 6    Finding, Preparing the Next Money Machine

      Chapter 7    The Perfect Plan

      Chapter 8    The Greek Invasion of Scotland

      Chapter 9    The Beginning of the End

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      Introduction

      This story starts with a boy of about fourteen years of age, who has lots of dreams and ambitions, as fourteen-year-old boys do. He wants to make his life and that of his brother, sisters, and mum better. He dreams of a life with money and believes he was destined to make loads of it. His father always told him, ‘God is your pocket and that is the only thing that really matters, Son.’ Sorry, he never called him ‘son’; he always told him that he was never his son and that he should always call him ‘George’.

      George thought and said that all of his children were stupid. He left the family when the children were aged thirteen, eleven, eight, and the youngest was just a few months old.

      The family were brought over from Cyprus, an island in the Mediterranean. George was very close to being shot as he worked for the (Aoka) the Greeks and also used to give information to the British, who ruled Cyprus at the time, which was a British colony. When George left, he told mother Nora to go to the labour exchange, as it was called back then, and that they would help the family out financially. The eldest, who was called Sav, is the one the story is about.

      Mother Nora lived in a flat in a big house in Kentish Town, London, NW5. It was the third floor, and it had one bedroom, a kitchen, and a sitting room. There was a toilet with which you had to pull the chain to flush, and they still say ‘pull the chain’ even if the toilet flushes now. There was a tin bath; you had to boil a kettle to put hot water in to have a bath. The heating was done by a paraffin heater, which would be put in the sitting room after it had warmed up the bedroom which the three children all shared. Christine, the baby, slept in the cot in the living room with her mum, Nora. Sav was the eldest. Ella, the next, was two years younger than Sav. Randy was approximately six years younger than Sav. Christine was two to three months old.

      At fourteen, Sav went to Holloway School, where he encountered a lot of bullying and racist remarks, like greasy Greek, big nose Jew boy, and Paki bastard (as he was darkish, well, brownish). Sav had met another Greek chap when they moved to England, who was called Henry, who was about one-and-a-half years older than Sav. They grew up together from six years old and remained friends most of the time. This story is about some of their experiences, lucky for Sav. Henry went to the same school, and took it upon himself to act like a big brother to Sav.

      There was a boy at school whose name was Goldsmith, who was in Sav’s year, and he used to push Sav around and make him run errands for him. As Goldsmith was about six foot tall at that age, he used to bully most of the smaller kids. Sav was no more than five foot three at that time; he didn’t really grow until he was aged between seventeen to twenty-one and reached five foot eleven. Sav told Henry what this Goldsmith boy used to do, and Henry said he would sort it out. Henry was fifteen and a half years old, doing a bit of weight training. So he looked quite lean; at the time he was about eleven stone and did not have much fat on him.

      When Henry saw Goldsmith in the playground, Sav was there as well. Goldsmith was pushing and shoving Sav. Henry went up to Goldsmith, pinned him up on the wall, gave him just a couple of slaps on his face, and told him, ‘That’s my little brother. You ever touch him or push him again, and I will smash your head into the wall next time.’ Goldsmith said he was only joking and that he was really friends with Sav. Sav had never seen Goldsmith really shit himself; deep down Sav was really pleased and laughed inside, of course. Henry went up to Sav and said, ‘Any problems, let me know, and I will sort them for you.’ Sav thanked Henry, and Henry went off with his older group of friends.

      A week or so later, Goldsmith invited Sav back to his house, well, his parents’ house. Sav went reluctantly, thinking whether he was going to beat him up because of what happened with Henry or what?

      Goldsmith said he had something to show him to prove he was his friend.

      When they got to Goldsmith’s house, Sav was introduced to his sister Amy, who was twelve at the time. They all sat down and had a sandwich and a Coke. They talked for a bit when there was a knock at the door. Goldsmith answered it. It was another friend of his who sat down and had a drink with them. After ten minutes, his friend and his sister Amy went off to

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