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Sonnet 73

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by […]

Bob Mazzer

In the 1970s and ’80s, British photographer Bob Mazzer was a regular commuter on the London Underground — or the Tube, as Londoners call it — carrying his camera with him regularly. The photos offer visions of a rowdier time, one filled with plenty of “late-night shenanigans”.  He began taking the pictures in the late […]