The Metropolis

The things that go on at an outdoor Hackney rave

Mike Pollitt | Tuesday 21 June, 2011 11:04

“This was a place people came to drink, dance, fornicate. An edgeland hideout. A zone for liminal activities.”

The Hackney Marshman stumbles upon the site of a woodland rave. Human detritus is everywhere. Then it takes a turn:

“One man was hanging by his hands from a branch, trousers down…”

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