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drawings of
Oxford
When I was a child, I walked with my head down. I counted the cracks between pavements, jumped over puddles in the ground and invariably bumped into the legs of people who didn’t see me coming. One day somebody said, ‘look up’.
So I did.


Nosebag and Arcadia, Oxford
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