Another Photograph From Sleazy, Prostitute-Riddled King’s Cross

They’re there somewhere, the junkies and the whores, all hiding in the reeds waiting to waylay innocent tourists looking for Lie-chester Square. Although all I can see from here is water, fish, birds, and Wimbledon – they’re projecting the matches on a big screen and have even astroturfed the nearest square, where they’re serving cocktails [...]