I see Dead Spaces...

Dead Spaces lie within a liminal space of value. Neither worthy enough of preservation or deemed so unworthy to merit destruction, dead spaces find themselves betwixt two extremes - abandoned. 

 

Often these spaces take to the forests, orphaned children raised by nature, wild and unrecognisable to the society that raised them. Others, however, hunker down, pressed against the urban context that rejected them, they shrink away and hope for a friendly glance.

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