The Stories Behind the Images
So, I’m slogging my way up the back stairs at Affleck’s Palace, Tib Street entrance, a sort of grungy fashion emporium in Manchester City centre. I was going to see the mirrors. Perhaps have a go myself. Or, possibly, hopefully, a picture or 2 to be had. I counted the 3 floors off. 1, 2,…
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I took the ferry over to Dublin from Liverpool around 1995 to photograph the horses and Ballymun flats. I stayed on my friend, Ed’s, couch that evening, after supping several pints of the black stuff in city centre bars. The next morning I headed out over the half-penny bridge in search of the infamous Ballymun…
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