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Choose Urbex. Choose a camera. Choose an asylum. Choose a forum. Choose a torch. Choose friends. Choose getting up at 6am to poke around a derelict building when your missus is in bed. Choose a stop and search form every time you point your camera at Canary Wharf. Choose peeling paint. Choose West Park because ‘everybody else is doing it’ Choose infrastructure. Choose getting caught by angry guards. Choose the smell of musty paperwork. Choose tunnels. Choose having an interesting hobby. Choose the roof of Battersea Powerstation. Choose sitting in an abandoned hotel in the middle of the night wondering what the hell you’re doing there. Choose sleeping on a dirty sofa in a room in a Soviet military camp, having eaten sausages you cooked on remnants of windowframes you found there. Choose Urbex. Choose Life.
