Bristol's crumbling, derelict post building looms out of the morning darkness as we pull in to Templemeads (that's the hurried scribbles to the top left of the guy's head). I always enjoy the optomistic For Sale sign slapped on the side
Tweedy gent
BG Guy grimily scanning the interwebs
FG Business man secretly watches Dr Who on a tablet hidden behind his briefcase.
A woman
Another one
A not-woman
A woman and and not-woman engage in bonding behaviour
A lorry driver discusses depo politics with other lorry drivers
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