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Thursday’s Trail

Posted on July 9, 2014 by Graphite Bunny

The bin-bags left at 07:38 this morning to the sound of gnawing hydraulics. They left behind a scatter of litter, bright in the oblique light. Shadows create spaces and texture. Canyon cracks in paving slabs. Polarised light from silver tower-blocks … Continue reading →

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