Our playground was Smithfield Market, post meat trading, though still a tad gamey in the air. One of the brethren of our most enduring group of supporters, a security guard, informed us there was to be no photography, we smiled, nodded and pretty much ignored him!
This was a new theme and I really enjoyed losing myself in the abstracts, the minutiae and the little details and not having to contend with those pesky human types.
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