Tнere were ѕoмe Moυɴтαιɴѕ, sтorмѕ rαɢed, sтoɴe ѕplιт, tιмe wore oɴ.


                                                  Aɴd тнere ɢreαт нeιɢнтѕ, were redυced тo тιɴy grαιɴѕ. mιllιoɴѕ oғ тιɴy grαιɴѕ. ╳





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Heαт αɴd αιr αɴd тнeɴ glαѕѕ. So мυcн вeαυтy. Froм ѕυcн вeαυтy αѕ вeғore ιт. Aɴd ιɴ reғlecтιoɴ oғ тнe вeαυтy ιт ιѕ ɢιғтed тo. Yoυ.





                                                  Age- 19

                                                  Occupation- Worked part time in pound land for minimum wage. / Photographer

                                                  Height
                                                  - 5ft 9

                                                  Gender Male

                                                  Sexuality Homosexual

                                                  Personality
                                                  Laid back, Kind, Grateful, Thoughtful, Lazy, Reserved.

                                                  BiographyOscar was born in Liverpool and lived a relatively normal life. His father was a mechanic and spent a lot of time in his workshop mending other peoples cars. Sometimes Oscar would help and quite enjoyed bonding with his father. Despite being rather mechanically minded Oscar found his passion elsewhere in Photography and left school at sixteen after barely scraping through his exams with c’s across the board. He began to study Photography and imaging at The city of Liverpool college. To his family’s dismay he failed his final exam due to lack of motivation and care. He ended up working part time at the local Pound Land in order to pay to live and hopefully find a better job.
                                                  After Oscar’s father was made redundant they could no longer afford to financially support Oscar through his adult life. Since he failed to get a full time job he ended up living in a small one room flat with a community toilet in the hall. After a year it became clear that he couldn’t afford even that and the only option for him was to go into 'domestic service' – which Oscar didn't realise was simply a fancy name for slavery. They don’t get paid but hey – at least they get to eat right?