Subdivisions

evening all,

A bus shelter at night time.

Oh what memories of  suburban adolescence that conjures up for those of us who now exist in the far unlit unknown.

A base, a meeting place for the disenfranchised dreamers,
an arena for weekend warriors to test their strength,
a touchstone and tinderbox of passions, a concrete petri dish colonising and incubating new life and new experiences

all these things and more represented in those small glass and concrete spaces,

shelter. A place you felt you belonged,

night all

Rush