They were the iron figures of Antony Gormley’s Another Place installation, of which there are a hundred dotted along Crosby Beach. Each of them gazes out to the horizon. They seemed wistful. I identified with them hard. I was also wet, stiff, and aspiring to something far away.
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Day 6: You’ll Never Walk Alone
Maybe we should all just have “Sorry” printed on our passports.