MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU…
Dec 02, 2020
3 minutes
WORDS TOM FORD
PHOTOGRAPHY JONNY FLEETWOOD
he tendons in my forearms creak ominously as I swing from the tackle block of a giant crane, wondering if it’s too late to get a real job. I can feel my face turning red with the effort, and regret a heavy breakfast as my grip slackens and my fingers pluck away one by one from the slick metal of the hook. Eventually, my meagre strength fails, and I fall… two feet to the ground. OK, so I wasn’t
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