This journey took place over one year ago.
Circa March 20th, 2015.
A somewhat depressing journey perhaps?
Now become history.
It languished in my video folder, unprocessed and unloved.
We begin.
We descend to Halesowen.
We ascend to Old Hill.
There I board a train.
In the city of Birmingham I visit Oasis, walk past the golden door. Stand before the library - now in ruins.
I catch the train back to Rowley Regis and don't film until I'm standing in a field about to walk onto the pavement running parallel to Mucklow's Hill road...
End.
It was a cold day.
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