Notice the trails left behind. Red threads in the crust, breadcrumbs, arrows carved in dead bark, directions chalked on broken asphalt. Screwed up pieces of paper, discarded, signs, twisted and then realigned. This is humanity, my friend, where we have set our foot, this is where we found our pleasure, right here, not in some damn book. We have left you the directions, follow at will, if you care.
The main image was taken on a Pentacon Six TL, the two other images on a Nikon FM2n - all in London - all a while back around 2007.
Interesting