So I'm always intrigued by the things people leave behind on trains, buses, in stations, shops, wherever. Partly because it tells you a little about them and partly because of the mystery surrounding it. That idea of identity and the things you have being an extension of that. I usually find myself curious to know more. Once I found a book on cycling around Europe, a guys's mobile phone (which I returned) and a tape recorder with a tape of a woman's laughter. I wonder what would happen if someone went around deliberately leaving things in all kinds of places, and whether any of that stuff would make their way back to them.