Way back in 2010, we posted a few photos of Dalston by night. Back then our photos were tiny and back then Dalston was quite a bit darker at night.
The blog has moved on and in the short space of time since then and our photos have grown and Dalston has become a different place. Today we are revisiting one of Hiro’s earliest documentations of night light.
Lights would shiver, spark up and exhale a dirty glow. The shadows where inky pools that hesitated across the shattered tarmac. The nights were emptier, sirens would shriek their way across Dalston.
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