The warmth and fog have gone and we are back to winter, bitter cold and an unexpected snow storm.
I love how Bond Street manages to look edgy and slightly menacing despite being part of the new playground for the rich. The graffiti around the discreet high end shop seems thoughtfully curated. The snow had a transforming effect.
A lost glove evoked a sinking person, reaching out for help.
The snow painted faces on the building columns. They reminded me of Tiki gods.
I couldn't decide which one I liked best, so I posted all three.
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