Rusty skip

On the grass verge between the bus-stop and the Eastbourne address where I was planning to spend the day, a rusty skip was waiting. Quite empty, it had been delivered earlier that morning – or so I surmised.

The colours of the original shots have been adjusted to optimise the abstract effects.

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