My love for abandoned cars is fed by my running in urban areas. These neglected cars parked often in the leftover construction rubble, outside bodywork shops, or just in the roadside garbage dumps Karachi never seems to run short of, make for strangely nostalgic sights. These remind me of the fleetingness of the elaborate drama around us that would someday end without so much as a warning or fanfare, leaving us frozen in time like these rusting cars. When I’m not running against the clock, I like to pay them one final tribute before these are eventually dismantled or sold sheet-by-sheet and part-by-part by street addicts who thrive on such thrilling scavenger hunts abandoned cars can often provide.
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