"Night bus rides. Especially the long ones, 4am, staring out the bus window, looking out at the street that is normally crammed with people, but now its completely empty apart from rubbish on the floor. Not even the birds are awake. You feel unhappy and lonely but somehow warm and secure. The bus in the middle of all that dark and rain, like a protective cocoon transporting you away while you are confronted by your thoughts - night bus journeys are almost surreal."
Perdition City
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Perdition City

Night photography

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Creative Fields