Step off Union Street and onto Redcross Way. You’re in a nondescript Southwark side street. Bisected by railway lines it borders an urban sprawl of undeveloped wasteland. Nothing remarkable here. Well, apart from a spontaneous shrine to the outcast dead of London.
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How much misery circulates through the tunnels of the London Underground every day? Really, all things considered, I’m suprised the effects haven’t been a whole lot worse…
Tucked away under the platforms and tracks of Waterloo Station hides Leake Street. It’s 300 metres of ‘legal’ graffitti wall. Just head down York Road then wander off into the most promising looking place for you to get stabbed. You’re actually only likely to find some Nathan Barleys filming a crappy trainer ad, but it’s a curious pictorial zeitgeist of constantly-changing images and ideas. Meet the Fat Slags or take in a comment about Palestine.