Once a home, now a hotspot for budding photographers and tourists searching for that 'epic' photo that looks just like the other 80 taken that week.
As we walk I see edges, of stone, of doorways, frames preparing the vignette for the perfect shot. There are squares, cubes, rectangles, and grids. Oh the grids; tiles, bricks, roof linings and wall structures. Clarity among the chaos of dilapidated buildings being worn away by foot fall and flash guns.
