. . . so then I walked up the wall . . .
. . . Everywhere I went - fat and bulging garbage bags piled up waiting for collection . . .
. . . the light came to rest eventually, near the top of an apartment block . . .
. . . when I reached the door, to my dismay, I found there was no handle . . .
. . . yellow arrows painted everywhere . . .
. . . she showed me a photograph of a door . . .
…all heads turned simultaneously to face the sea…