The mall is such a strange place. So many things under one roof - teeth whitening, haircuts, pretzels, bungie-jumping. These pictures are how it feels to me - blurry, out-of-focus (they are actually this way because I was trying to snap them covertly). It even sounds blurry, no distint sounds - just echoy noise. When I walk out of a mall I always feel a little like I have been released from a dungeon. I don't like options and the mall is all about options, all about defining yourself with the stores you visit. I still, at 27, don't feel cool enough to walk in Abercrombie and Fitch. Oh dear, that makes me laugh now that I think about it.