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Street Shots from an Abandoned Tattoo Parlor




The last time I was in London I spent more time walking above ground, as the weather was bright and my meetings were well spaced. Enroute from Selfridges to Lambs Conduit Street, I took many twists and turns, passing high street shops and indie store fronts. I passed an abandoned tattoo parlor with piles of tracing paper in the window. It felt rather raw. It’s hard to put my finger on it, but it was weird to see all the papers strewn about, knowing the designs were living on bodies around town. Almost made a larva to butterfly analogy in my head.

 

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