Down by the rail yards, en route to the farmers' market, outside Warehouse 21 - two very fine metal giraffes, and a painted junction box. I've been battering away at the first chapter of my Flash photography book all day - how much history of the technology does one put in? how much leave out? just because I'm fascinated by C19th magnesium prices probably doesn't mean that anyone else will be - and so the serendipity of street art is just fine by me.
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