 VICE FICTION - MY APPETITE
By Joe DunthorneI began stealing when I was twenty-two. The first thing I stole was a chocolate muffin. I started eating it on my way round the supermarket and finished it before I got to the till. From then on, whenever I did my weekly food shop, I'd steal something: a luxury item like olives or cashew nuts or, on one occasion, a whole salmon. I called it my discount. Like my own loyalty card scheme.
I didn't steal because I was poor. I did it because it made me feel independent.
After a couple of years...
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