What does domestic abuse look like?
I used to work in a pub in the suburbs. It served food and had ideas above its station, but it was basically a boozer serving an eclectic mix of people. Retired gentlemen, teenagers waiting for the bus to town, builders on long lunches. Anyone that lived in the area would drop in at some point. I was there full-time for a few months, long enough to outlast 2 managers and one crop of school leavers.