Glastonbury revellers had such a good time at 2017’s awesome festival that they have now used up all the fun. All good things have run dry, leaving only regret, shame, and the long journey back to the real world. Let’s join them as they make their way through the sad, trash-heap dystopia that is Glastonbury Festival on a Monday morning.
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4Two men sitting on the steps of sorrow

This sad pair look like the lost subjects of a dark-world Wes Anderson film.
7Post-apocalyptic panorama #2

This pair is likewise enjoying the Insta-ready vista of refuse, seagulls and hungover zombies.
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14Crossing the litter sea

One lone soul braves the straits of waste, before the seagull horde arrives.