Warsaw

There's not much to say on the subject of Warsaw, except that I hate it with all my heart. I can't stand its busy streets, the stench of urine, vomit, homeless people and cheap hamburgers in the underground of the Central Station. The Palace of Culture - a sad, grey block of stone, the tomb of communist ideals. Noisy streets, dirty trains, ill pigeons, ill people, always busy, always important.

But through the lens of my camera, perspective changes...