Pressing no. 44

Sunset at Canary Wharf
Sunset at Canary Wharf, 2008

Economy

I see no movement behind every window. I want there to be an extra-natural yo-yo lurch to the stomach here, some psychic reflection of financial trauma, but it’s a Sunday so it’s just plain dead. Always on a Sunday. I’ve found myself in the financial districts of Boston, Providence, Paris, New York and London on Sundays. It’s no different than being on the storage estates of Hedge End, Portsmouth, Manchester and Cardiff, filled as they are with commercial void and room to spin. The Friday papers clutter around, full of words about money and maths.

© Matthew Sheret, 2008

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