This one featured in The Door I Never Opened. It remains one of my favourite pictures from my college days. Surely if the Latin quarter of Cowley car plant could be the city of dreaming spires, our little town on the edge of the fens was the city of perspiring dreams.
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The tentative gesture in this setting is very strong indeed.
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