Beneath a mound of frozen bedding and clothes, Ramon and his girlfriend Laura shelter from the snowstorm swirling around Bristol’s eerily quiet pedestrianised shopping centre. “We slept here last night,” he says. “It’s cold, but I’ve got six sleeping bags.”
Only the very top of Laura’s head can be seen above the pile of blankets. “She is not feeling very well – she was sick last night,” says Ramon, glancing over at her snow-flecked hair.
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Only the very top of Laura’s head can be seen above the pile of blankets. “She is not feeling very well – she was sick last night,” says Ramon, glancing over at her snow-flecked hair.
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