The Roehampton mafia

For simplicity I have been referring to where I was staying as 'London' but that is inaccurate. The apartment that I was staying at is in a place called Roehampton, around a half hour from the city. We decided to take a walk out and grab a bite to eat before we went anywhere.
We walked out of the apartment building and two minutes hadn't passed before I got an interesting cultural experience.
We were walking to a supermarket and a kid (he must've been 13) was standing across the street. He was dressed quite interestingly, hoodie two sizes large, fitted hat on backwards. Not to be racist, but things like Ali G, "Langley village in the house!" and wigger did come to mind. As he saw the two of us walking out, me being the tourist, camera in hand, he posed an interesting question.

"Aye, you takin a picture of me?"

We looked at him for a bit, I shook my head and walked off. Not before I took this picture of course



I was informed by my friend that he was one of the 'upcoming gangsters' of the area and I should humor him lest his pre-adolecent ego suffer and he goes home to mommy and cries. Danebury's conveinence store, the choice recruiting ground for gangs in Roehampton. Sigh..