A couple of photographs from a recent trip David and I took to see Dean. It was one of those weird days where the overcast sky hems in the hot summer air, creating a muggy sort of greenhouse where Time doesn't work anymore. We spent very little time out of pubs, but for a short trip to the beach to drink outside for a bit, so there's really very few photographs distinct enough to warrant display here - as photographing the act of getting shitfaced in pubs is a penchant I'm trying to shake.
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