“That’s the nightmare, isn’t it, to be abandoned in perpetuity? Robinson Crusoe on his island, Frankenstein’s monster disappearing onto the ice, Solaris, Gravity, Alien, a weeping Will Smith in I am Legend wandering the desolate, unpeopled, post-plague city of New York, begging a mannequin in an abandoned video store to please say hello to me, please say hello to me: all these horror stories revolve around the terror of solitude….” The Lonely City, Olivia Laing, 2016, p. 247
Photo: Bury St Edmunds, Suffolk, 2011