Trams have a civilising effect on me. The noise reminds me of continental cities and so I begin to believe I'm somewhere smart. Nottingham's trams clunk and whizz like the best of them and some parts of Nottingham I can see are very special...the gothic big houses of the Victorian The Forest district and those wicked Elms and Oaks in the park. Anyhow, I didn't ask this young woman if i could photograph her big scarf and big blonde hair as she crossed the tram tracks. Not sure why, I watched her slip away but noted her colours and style.
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