Singer

Singer Sewer

It was our last day and we were required to vacate our room by 10:00am. Our collection from the hotel was 5 hours off, so I whiled a way a slice of that interval shooting interiors of the hotel. There were high ceilinged rooms stuffed with soft furnishings, mirrors and old fireplaces, but I had gained a soft spot for this solitary machine in the corridor immediately below Room 23.

I walked past this umpteen times a day.