The city itself, as a site if ill-repute, has become prostituted to the circulation of money and capital.
Might London then be viewed as the 'neccesary' site of universal prostitution, an old whore to which those drawn to the city, in acts of self-prostitution become kerb crawling punters.
For there, as if under a splayed street corner light, London enticingly leans, seductive, beckoning and we, like old lechers to old mistress must go.
Inspiration: Baudelaire's Le Crépuscule du soir
Inspiration: Baudelaire's Le Crépuscule du soir
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