Tunbridge Wells photograph story from Sarah Salway.
1. The new sun, bright in the east, throws down long, sharp shadows but the sky is gauzed by thin grey clouds.
2. The bus brings me to work, gently and on time.
3. It's a quiet morning. We sneak out early to buy some lunch... and meet all the managers coming upstairs from a meeting. They laugh at us.
Consolation, Effra and icing.
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