There is something so charming about this candlelabra that has been created over dozens of nights in the boho Fitzroy. You can imagine the way bar staff have shoved yet another candle in night after night, patrons meanwhile have cheekilly shoved a finger into the wax after a few glasses of red; their joy perhaps not quite akin to that way as a child the first time you ever dipped a finger in wax and were rewarded with an almost instant mould of your precious fingerprint, however almost as satisfying.
I love that history doesn't always need to be large, famous or expensive.
Fitzroy, July, 2008
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