....Funny how new people keep discovering the Wasteland, even now. Friday afternoon and a bunch of students who i'd not seen there before were sunning themselves, plus lager and wine, to a backdrop of three machines: a digger, a JCB and something for grinding up concrete into tiny bits. Skateboards, in-line and a football amongst the debris. Not sure if there is any agreed word for places like this. Once did a Toon tour of what were described as the city's shadow-spaces, similar spots like the tucked away plaza behind northern facade of The Side, or the dead-end rail cutting running roughly from Manors north. But "shadow" sounds too gloomy for when the low sun was glinting off the concrete and bouncing off the towerblock across the road like a spotlight
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