Walking down the street of a notably posh postcode in London, I must have seen the cleanest sheets drying in the chilling winter breeze.
How apt, I thought. Their laundry is as pristine as their street.
Day 25 | Dirty Laundry
Walking down the street of a notably posh postcode in London, I must have seen the cleanest sheets drying in the chilling winter breeze.
How apt, I thought. Their laundry is as pristine as their street.
