The Level
The Level in Brighton has been providing a meeting place for 100s of years. It gave its name to the band and then to the political movement. Its called the Level because in a very hilly city its one of the few flat bits due to it being an old river bed.
Its home to a great many of Brighton's druggys and drunks because they are inherently unstable and so don't like walking up hills because coming off the level ground makes them fall over.
They may however occasionally make it to the lower slopes of Albion Hill, Southover St or by the old Free Butt, where the local drug dealer, as a good capitalist should, will make sure that demand meets supply.
All year round tourists can come and see people shoplifting to buy drugs and drink and then arguing about whatever it is that drunks and druggys argue about, Brexit probably, after all they are human like the rest of us.
Sometimes in response to this the police park a van on the level. There's no one in the van, its just parked there for a week or two. This has the effect of moving all the druggys and drunks into the nearby children's playground.
Anyone who walks through the area knows it requires the standard urban survival skill set of being situationally aware at all times and DIY, Don't Involve Yourself.
For the Police it seems to be a case of FIDO, Fuck It Drive On as they look out of the windows of their patrol cars and so the community on the Level is left to self regulate in very much the fashion that the Levellers (the political movement not the band) championed all those years ago.