For many years I passed Liverpool Street Station in the rush hour. Always going in the opposite direction. The workers were on their way out of the station and in to the office area and I was on my way in to the station. Even if I am moody in the morning, the sound of the shoes would always wake me up and put a smile on my face. I would silently wonder how many of the workers had the same name.
Liverpool Street Station, mini dv, 2001.