Hotel. Birmingham. 19.8.17. 03:17.am
Birmingham sleeps, its illuminated building works, a shadow jungle to trap the drunk and wary. Lost in the plastic and sodium labyrinth; infernal circles traced in brick dust, he … Continue reading
February 8, 2018 · Leave a comment
Hotel. Birmingham 19.8.17 (03:17am: I Am Insomnia’s Bitch)
Sitting by the threadbare curtains, looking over the illuminated building works, from the fourth floor, waiting for something interesting to happen. Birmingham sleeps, but a drunken Mancunian does not. … Continue reading
August 19, 2017 · Leave a comment
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