Eighth install, the long fence line by Victoria Station, orange pattern against a pink dawn over the city. The best sky of the campaign by a distance.
A white dog inspected the work. A man in an orange hi-vis nodded. Manchester at 7am is generous like that.
Martha again, boot open, panels sliding out one by one along the whole run of fence. She has earned a service.


Part of The Palace Is a Refuge.

