The Shop That Won’t Finish Dying

Corner pitch. Brick peeling. Glass boarded. A hairdresser once worked in here. Her scissors clicking through a Thursday afternoon. Perms and small talk and someone leaving a bit different than they arrived. Now it looks ten years shut, pigeons probably up in the roof, and you only properly see it when your eye catches on the tilt of a drainpipe or rust blooming through the mortar. Buildings don’t fall apart quickly. They go in increments. Fascia first, then frames, then the whole thing starts to list like it is getting tired of holding itself up. It stands there decomposing until the council gets embarrassed. How long until you forget it ever had a sign?

Listen : "Remembranza" by Murcof - https://murcofmusic.bandcamp.com/album/remembranza

Read : “Ironopolis” by Glen James Brown - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Ironopolis-Glen-James-Brown/dp/1912681099

Watch: *Kes* (1969) dir. Ken Loach - https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eXTtoPn2mmg

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