In this weird world in which we now 

live, people on mass, ceases to 

exist. I miss a crowd. Wandering 

streets through waves of people. 

There is always something going 

on. There still is, though diluted. I 

wanted to re-up the concentration. 

Over half hour, I photographed the 

same scene, The picture postcard 

of British summertime, the humble 

ice cream van. Though, there

maybe social distancing and 

isolation, I wanted to see everyone 

getting an ice cream, together.
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