Now it’s cold, a fence and then the crater. Is it smoke? Is it fog? It’s scary and charming. I can barely breathe, maybe because of the height, maybe I’m tired. Rest. I’m going down to join him, I’m more healthy than you. Have you ever kissed someone on the edge of the abyss? A reportage by Martine Eshuis.
Two young lovers from London in a series of portraits by Amber Grace Dixon, styled by Safiya Yekwai using pieces from Comme des Carçons and Beyond Retro.