The message

“Man admits to string of rapes in Manchester area.. “ Colin looks away from the newsfeed on the wall of the bus and down at his phone. He swipes at the pop-ups, just in case any messages have been smothered. Nothing. A flashing ad on the back of the seat forces his gaze. “Protect your […]

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Tower block lights

Night after night we’d criss-cross the centre like a knitted sweater, connecting up places with thread. Then we’d pick a colour and chart a course through the night and in our heads to find the perfect setting. Passing through the heights of Kingsdown, we knew every one of those tower block lights, twinkling with promise. […]

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This place has a name

It was only a matter of time before it all came down. The last time I walked through was on my way to town. Up the mossy steps and across the walkways, into strange spaces layered with paintings. But then came the great reconstruction. Hoardings went up sharing brash statements about what’s to come once […]

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Set sail for a new city

It was back in the summer of ’14 when I got my hands on the Los Angeles edition of Boat Magazine. The hazy rays that came through the window of the bar I was in seemed to go well with the dusky image on the front cover. I opened the pages and started to read. Like […]

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After dark

  I took this picture after work while I was wandering the sidestreets of town, putting off the dreary bus ride home. There’s definitely a scenario in there somewhere…what have you got?

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Beneath a concrete sky

“Maybe we should call the police.” Steve shuffled down the steep incline, heart pumping while a river churned black below. “I just want to see.” He reached the gravel bank and looked carefully about. Up ahead, the canal swerved between graffiti covered columns, meeting with a shaft of sunlight that found its way beneath the […]

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