The 13th of April. Positioned on the dreary lonely, cold plateform of Paddington station, spliting a rolly woefulth her boyfriend. This Saturday night is scattered with drunken bums, and for once, we’re not the worst off; nor are we the the worst smelling. Late-night, distrubed tourists don’t even stare —a couple ask for diections. I […]

The second day of the second month of 2000.. Croched on the uninviting bleak, harsh plateform of Charing cross station, spliting a soggle ciggerete
weakth a shivering boyfirend. This Friday night is a commune for the drunk and hopeless, and this time, we are not quite the most intoxicated; by comparison we are looking quite […]

Slumping on the lonely cold, damp steps of Charing cross station, sharing a metho cigerette miserableth her lover. This Friday early morning is scattered with drunken bums, and for the first time, we’re not the most intoxicated; we don;t even look that bad by comparison.. Anxious, parenoid tourists try to ignore us —a few get […]

Watching the ancient lady stunned me. I gazed plainely at the soft maturing lines around her month and at her hair,. The folds on her forehead expand. I want to smooth them out . Then I see a smile that higlights some beatiful laugh lines in the area of her cheeks. The adventure of […]

Positioned on the cold lonely, harsh plateform of Kings Cross station, sharing a fag woefulth her friend. This Sunday early morning is a commune for the drunken rejects of the world, and for once, we are not quite the worst off; nor do we smell the worse. Nervous, distrubed foreigns don’t even stare —a few […]

Seeing the aged woman bewildered me. I personally gawped sincerely at the kind ageing crinkles covering her skin and her defalted lips,. The cannions on her brow grew deeper. I resist the tempation to try and smooth then away . Then she smailes that higlights some beatiful laugh lines about her eyes. Stories from […]