This was taken coming back from my friend's house after a night of reunion, beer and Xbox. I was rather soaked, having just walked through a narrow pathway squashed between an overgrown hedge and a wire fence separating me from the railway opposite. Once the foliage thinned up I was at the old scout hall I frequented during my teenage years. The scouts did their best to cover up the multiple pieces of graffiti that dotted the walls leading to their hall, but always some little bugger comes back and sprays over the paint. However, that night the drawings looked like they came from some old movie. Lit by the orange glow of a sodium vapour street lamp, they added a bit of danger and grit to the otherwise peaceful and clean air of an middle-upper class suburb.
I remembered having taken this photo after reading a friend of mine's blog. You should go see it:
http://cambridgetheologian.wordpress.com/
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