Bad Dalston fiction

It started with a kiss. A kiss of death.
"Welcome to Dalston, now the coolest place in Britain", ran a Guardian headline back in April, sitting atop a litany of parodic-sounding hipsters and hipster quotes that turned out to be all too real.
More cringeworthy words came in a short story in Saturday's Guardian Weekend magazine - a story by a middle-aged man about a 23-year-old fashionista girl, that was (of course) set in E8. Spurred on by this, we set up a blog for bad Dalston fiction: here's my first contribution, 'To Dalston we shall go', and here's the blog:
http://baddalstonshortstories.wordpress.com/
Btw here's something sincere (it's a fine line, admittedly) I wrote about Dalston a little while back.