There was a house on a dead end street which the owner worked at Coke. He would put out cases of coke and tell people to help themselves. We would go so far out of our way to go to that house. Most in the hood would know us back then and we'd get huge bags full of stuff. Now I just go out on November 1st and buy crap at 75% off (Peak Freans Factory outlet on Bermondsey was like a gold mine last year 100 packs of maynard candies for $1.50).