A few months ago I caught a glimpse of this wall just as my train pulled out of a station where a row of billboard spaces had been decommissioned and painted black. Serendipity rarely offers a second bite of a cherry. But yesterday I was lucky: I had to get on this line again.
When we reached the station stop, I stepped off the train, waited for it to get out of the way, found a good spot for a couple of shots, and ten minutes later joined the next train to complete the journey.
Walls. Little things please little minds.
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