I Don’t Actually Hate Morcambe


The lone figure, shivering looking outward to the empty sea reflects the degraded town Morcambe has become. A once happy town, buzzing with sea seeking tourists has been reduced to a half demolished depressing centre, spotted with charity shops and arcades. The tide rolls out reminiscent of the visitors who have departed, taking their sunshine with them. The figure is attacked by the wind, whilst exposed by the desolate Morcambe promenade; the hood also providing a shield from the sights of social disintegration. A back turned on the gaudy lights which hold an empty promise of happiness and 2penny wealth.


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