Earlier today Ad installed security cameras at this abandoned factory, that's how we knew the best way to get in. There was a bloke sat drinking Three Hammers Cider who looked like he had spent the day grafting. He didn't want his picture took sadly, but did describe the setting as being "like Beirut". I reckon this is quite a sacred place for him, between work and home. Somewhere he can be alone and drink without judgement or fear of getting caught. I don't think he was expecting to see us, but he made us feel very welcome.
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