Last time I went to the West End was probably about 5 years ago, while there I was approached by hookers, dealers and my mate was pick pocketed! Not to add to all the PRs hasseling you to go to their bar and get a free shot of some weird banana liqour, and the general rowdiness, a lot of the time it does feel like a fight is about to break out
I think it was the same night where we were walking home and there was a bloke standing in the middle of the walkway by the Ground Zero bar, literally trousers and pants round ankles standing there doing a school boy piss, with his hands in the air! haha says it all really!