Bristol. UK.
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Over a couple of days, I took almost a hundred photos of peoples backs. The vulnerable part of a person, the hidden dandruff, the label showing on your jumper. I made it into a slideshow that went on for a quarter of an hour. It may seem art wank, but I thought some of the portraits quite touching. I thought I'd stick them on a blog and hope you like some of them.
This image comes from Reading, next to the Jail that housed Oscar Wilde for being a "Somdomite". Reading hasn't changed too much since, it's just got uglier.
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