On Margate Sands . . . and down on to Broadstairs

The beach-shelter on Margate Sands where Eliot wrote some of The Waste Land 

On Margate Sands.
I can connect
Nothing with nothing.
The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
My people humble people who expect

All photos taken with a Fujifilm X100V and are straight out of camera (except for the odd crop)
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