Whichever body we're in, we never truly heal..

An eeire view into 19th century #London. This time, they’re looking you in the eyes from the year 1882. This is #Clapham passage facing east towards #Clapton Square, #Hackney. During this time, Marx was writing the Communist manifesto & Queen Vic was comfortably sat on the throne.

"If my true love, she won't come
I will surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather"..

"Up, and being ready I out to Mr. Colvill, the goldsmith’s, having not for some days been in the streets; but now how few people I see, and those looking like people that had taken leave of the world. I there, and made even all accounts in the world between him and I, in a very good condition, and I would have done the like with Sir Robert Viner, but he is out of towne, the sicknesse being every where thereabouts. I to the Exchange, and I think there was not fifty people upon it, and but few more like to be as they told me, Sir G. Smith and others. Thus I think to take adieu to-day of the London streets, unless it be to go again to Viner’s."

— Diary of Samuel Pepys (28 August 1665)

Title artwork from a 17th century pamphlet on the effects of the plague on London. A Rod for Run-awayes, by Thomas

A foggy and mystic view into bygone Sheffield, c.1933, by Bill Brandt.

Good evening, one and all. 🥃

If you are in to taking risks, putting me on speaker phone In large crowds of people will be right up your street

Early morning walks are the greatest time to clear one's head.