A synagogue I actually grew up going to, it was odd photographing a wedding in Princes Rd - but appropriately it was the wedding of someone I knew from that same time. Saul now serves as a warden there, maintaining the Princes Road traditions, and has the sort of full-throttle intellect that only his zen bride Leanne can operate the handbrake on.
I'd like to mention at this stage that if someone could get under seat 263 with a pair of long pincers and dislodge the red Lamborghini Countach micro machine that I lost under there in 1989, I'd be much obliged.
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