It's found up along the cobbled visions of forgotten northern towns in times disputed by all who lived them.
In these places caught by Pentax and Olympus, children play on empty streets near to crumbled demolished homes.
Tall ships hang over brick walls in this broken vision. Tall ships made by small grey people whose dreams, daily smashed, mirror the horror of departure.
Close by, crisp tied visitors make quick decisions over ignored pie and local cake.
