Plagarism of poor Morrissey is so rampant, no? The price to pay for creating the soundtrack of peoples' lives.
I wonder what it would take to get stabbed by this guy? Extry, Extry! Read all about it! The beheading of a young boy by a palace guard... This guy looked a lot more Eastern European, Russian than English to me.
London is seething with Orwellian roaming cameras filming everything
. You may not be being watched, but you are being recorded for posterity and possible prosecution should you cross the lines from legal to illegal. I most cases what is the difference besides money?
And on top of the coverage you have me, also roaming the streets and recording images, although not indiscriminately like a video camera, but selectively, looking and moving, making a quilt of both personal experience and social observation of a specific time and place. No prosecutions.
Deanna stands in a flood of sunlight in a recycled old turbine hall that is now the cavernous entrance to the Tate Modern
Along the river Thames a carousel spins children who seem to hold a deep inner sadness.
Money and trash, one and the same to some.
The Thames cuts through London.
"It says here all the clothes come off, correct?"