In early April 2006, I paid a visit to the town of Larkhill, in Wiltshire, to sample some of the atmosphere of the place where V became who he is. In tribute to my expectations, the town is a fairly desolate place, little more than a garrison and its associated services - however, this was exactly the sort of inspiration I required for the story I was working on at the time.
I took some photographs of the town and surrounding landscape although, naturally, I was extremely judicious and didn't even think about aiming my camera at anything surrounded with razor wire. Anyway, enough with all that. On with the picture show:
I took some photographs of the town and surrounding landscape although, naturally, I was extremely judicious and didn't even think about aiming my camera at anything surrounded with razor wire. Anyway, enough with all that. On with the picture show:
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