In the half a square mile of decay and demolition that was Englands Saxon capital eternity is loitering between the firetrap tower blocks. Embedded in the grubby amber of the districts narrative among its saints kings prostitutes and derelicts a different kind of human time is happening. Through the labyrinthine streets and minutes of Jerusalem tread ghosts that sing of wealth and poverty of Africa hymns and our threadbare millennium.
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