the world i see
Day 125
Cricket on Clapham Common, as viewed from the top deck of the number 37 bus. The colours here are so, so different; everything seems to have a washed out calmness and order to it here. I think especially so after having spent a year in the bright vibrant chaos of the Indian subcontinent, everything here seems so terribly English since my return. 

Day 125

Cricket on Clapham Common, as viewed from the top deck of the number 37 bus. The colours here are so, so different; everything seems to have a washed out calmness and order to it here. I think especially so after having spent a year in the bright vibrant chaos of the Indian subcontinent, everything here seems so terribly English since my return. 

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