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Wow, I'm so close to halfway now!

I approach someone on a narrow bit of pavement and she stands to the side as if performing a dance move, her feet landing tidily together and her arm sweeping a gesture that says 'after you'. I used to work in events and I know the move so well.

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Woman on the bus: How was your blind date? Man: Awful. I panicked and said I had to go. And when she asked where, I said ‘prison’.

A man does calf stretches on the stairs as he waits for the train. A woman on the platform opposite pulls her arms into cactus pose. It is a needing a stretch kind of a morning.

A man stands on the bus, waiting for his stop. He has copper-coloured hair. He wears a gold ring and a silver watch - a metallic theme pervades.

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Security Guard outside an office in Euston: It was different in my day. His colleague: What was? Security Guard: Gravity.

Beside the river Lea, a man walks a black dog. Geese push their heads under the canal's reflective face. Weeping willows flirt outrageously with the ground.

A man in a fancy dressing gown walks an empty pram along the towpath.

Woman (about her baby): He puts his fingers in his eyes and cries because he doesn't know they're his fingers and he could stop. Elderly man nearby: Humanity in a nutshell.

A florist laughs as a little boy stops to smell the Chocolate Cosmos in the display and hops in surprise at its chocolaty smell.

Little girl in a tree in my local square: There’s something here. Her dad: A squirrel? Girl: No. Dad: A pigeon? Girl: No. Dad (jokingly): A woodpecker? Girl: No. It’s a secret spirit. Dad: …

A woman in a parked, open-top car brushes powder across her face in an attempt to soak up the brilliant shine of her skin on this boiling hot day.

A potted Christmas tree has been left out by the bins in a front garden. Its leaves still green, there is a quiet devastation about it being left now, to fend for itself.

I walk through a scorching London, hungry for the shadows. It reminds me of the heat of New Jersey when I was young. But here the is no promise of a cold room when I get inside…

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