Lucien Fellowes is a man who is lost in a cubicle of time. He is between time, neither on this plane or the next. He is a ghost who exists within sleep and awake.
The only way that he has found to create a foothold into reality and not become a transient is space is to catalogue whatever he sees. Whatever we ignore and bypass, think of as mundane and trivial; he finds remarkable and fantasic.
On this blog I, Sonny J. Barker whom is Mr Fellowes only conduit to his past sphere will archive and catalogue his findings and relay to the people; who have their consciousness attuned to the ephemera that is considered Rubbish, Trash, Dereliction and other synomns that descibe detrius.
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