– Different lives in the same block..

I have discovered a fascination within architecture.. and those that roam within it, unknowing of those that are within arms length of each other, lives that almost collide, barricaded between walls. Life itself. Not knowing of the unknown.

From dusk till dawn, this man was ironing the same blue shirt, till his Mrs came over and sorted out the situation, we then realised he had 15 of them…

A man in his daily prayer… as a young lady caters to her plants.

Spike on the balcony…

I call this ”the drunken fish”

The other side… the dirty truth or a beautiful lie?



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