"I stood around listening for a while, then I sat down on the concrete across from them. They didn’t seem to mind. The woman was quietly sorting through a large bag of colourful stacks of paper. Perhaps they were the blueprints for the true revolution that never happened."
"Looking back at these intimate, oddly alluring portraits now, I am grateful to have captured the shadow of humanity that still haunted those addled faces on the daily descent into zombiedom."