Rust and Barbwire

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

Rust is one of those beautiful processes that the longer something rusts the more

intriguing it becomes.  Barbwire, the twisted sharp bits of metal has always fascinated me since

I was a child.  This dangerous stuff that keeps us separated, and divided.  Found in the upscale

neighborhood of Azabu.

Orangic out of Inorganic

Azabu Barb Wire

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