If you’re unlucky enough to walk through Reading, you might notice the vast number of alleyways that exist between the town’s beautifully architectured buildings. Some contain thriving independent boutiques, others nothing more than refuse recepticles, rats, and the ever unwelcome scent of semi-dried urine. This photo journal is intended to give you a taste (if not a smell) of Reading’s underappreciated alleyways. Smelly Alley not included, as it’s far too obvious.
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