Mr Ahmed
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EAST LONDON HUSTLE

Everytime I Google Whitechapel Market I see the same types of images. Run down; dirty streets and generally sorry sights dominate the results. As a Whitechapel native, I have fond memories of visiting the market with my mother, eagerly awaiting peering through the pound shop for the weekly purchase or the banter with the market traders that I never really got. From the cockney fish monger to the Bengali vegetable seller, Whitechapel market was the heart of the community. I walked through the market one day as the sun came down. After a long day's trading,  the market which was seconds before just grime and grit was awash with the warm golden hour glow and it looked… dare I say it? Pretty. Here is my attempt to inject some variety to the Whitechapel Market google results.