I used to live almost as close to this place as is possible. It was fickle, the banks were rarely any good, there were loads of closeouts, but every now and then there would be a bomb in the middle of winter that would through something worth shooting. It was always dark, and these shots reflect that. It was always a place of great pollution, pretty much always knew you were going to get ill here, ad still a spot which is prone to storm drain overflow.
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