There are places that vanish so completely they leave no faces behind. No photographs. No fixed moments held still in silver or light, nothing to point at and say this is how it looked, this is how they stood. Only words remain, rumours, court records, complaints, reform pamphlets, and the soft, persistent ache of absence. … Continue reading The Forgotten Neighbourhoods Beneath Our Feet.
British History
The Quiet Exile of Britain’s Prison Islands.
Britain is an island nation, and perhaps that is why water has always carried such weight in our imagination. The sea glimmers with promise. It suggests freedom, adventure, the possibility of leaving and becoming something else. Yet it has also long served another purpose, quieter and crueller. Water can be a boundary as much as … Continue reading The Quiet Exile of Britain’s Prison Islands.
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