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Umbrellas to protect from the sun and rain. At night this place is filled with young, hip people clubbing. Old fogies like me are out of place here, but I did come here for my cousins’ hen and stag party and that was fun.
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These are all converted warehouses. It’s pretty amazing what a splash of colour can do for an old structure. The yellow on this building contrasting with the pale green windows adds a whole load of vibrancy.
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How I love the pale pink windows against the revamped brick facade of these converted warehouses. Now they house chic clubs, pubs and cafes.
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An interesting sculpture of how workers at the old warehouses, may have had their breakfast of coffee and soft boiled eggs.
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A Scottish Pub and more of the bright sunny yellow.
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A cutting edge restaurant called The Clinic which is all glass and contrasts with the rest of the architecture. I found it a bit morbid with the IV drips, morgue like interior and golden wheelchairs. I even saw cocktails served in a drip like bags, which looked totally like blood. I think those in the medical industry may enjoy the authenticity, but if you’ve just visited someone at the hospital, it may seem like bad taste. It peeked my interest, but somehow props that remotely remind me of blood would put me off my food.
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photo by bookjunkie
