Times I wished I had a tripod

The catacombs in Paris don’t let you use flash, and don’t let you use tripods, because they really, really want you to buy a book of postcards at the end. There’s a security guard at the exit who has a sizeable pile of skulls and bones confiscated from people’s bags. Tourists are dicks.

The light was low in this underground station in Rome, but I think I’ve put enough grain on to blend in the wobble. This is one of my favourite pictures even though, in every technical way, it’s fairly shoddy.

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